<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522</id><updated>2011-12-08T14:34:02.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>original</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>257</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-3296614827776990651</id><published>2011-04-14T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:58:01.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new phase</title><content type='html'>A new, fresh look for my blog! The old, black one is kinda dull and gothic :S&lt;br /&gt;It has been don't know how many donkey years since I last posted and time really flies!&lt;br /&gt;I'm already approaching another phase of my life, after A's have come to an end (thank God). Worst period in the 19 years of my life. Never wanna go through it a second time. Come to think of it, I'm so glad I survived(and made it). Have started a full time job right now, things are doing fine and smooth and I hope it lasts. Many things that I aspire to do.. Starting my own business (in the process of doing it). Giving tuition... Chionging to earn money. As much as I can before I enter Uni. I'm having difficulty deciding what to do with my life in Uni. Should I stay in hall? Should I convert my full-time job to part-time or should I just quite and focus on tuition? Hais.. Opp cost opp cost! How I wish I have 48 hours in a day. But I doubt it'll be enough. Humans are greedy and we'll always be unsatisfied with what we have man. Also entering another new face in relationship. As we mature together, we tend to see things in different perspectives. Despite that, we're fortunate to have each other in our lives, overcoming obstacles together and supporting each other. Some arguments are bound to happen due to the differences but what matters is that we salvage the situation, learn from our mistakes and move on with life (: ohyes, I've got a nephew! Super uber duper cute. Sadly, I have officialy become an aunty~ ohh wells&lt;br /&gt;Alright, will update soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-3296614827776990651?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/3296614827776990651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=3296614827776990651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3296614827776990651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3296614827776990651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-phase.html' title='A new phase'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-6329499551907352576</id><published>2010-09-27T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T00:13:46.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;What's stopping me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;S,G,I, F or L ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-6329499551907352576?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/6329499551907352576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=6329499551907352576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/6329499551907352576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/6329499551907352576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2010/09/whats-stopping-me-sgi-f-or-l-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-1308700820065857581</id><published>2009-12-21T02:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T02:50:15.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZE33ejdgWIY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZE33ejdgWIY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill McCloghry's testimony is really inspiring!&lt;br /&gt;How amazing is it that even in darkest times, she drew something out within her to worship God.&lt;br /&gt;Not only does she have a great faith. She has faith in a great God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-1308700820065857581?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/1308700820065857581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=1308700820065857581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1308700820065857581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1308700820065857581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/12/jill-mccloghrys-testimony-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-1424724527234399997</id><published>2009-11-22T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:41:38.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't stop raving about my latest addiction: AI-YU ice tea from KOI Cafe!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it started few days ago, when Janetta and Susan crashed our training and played with us. They bought a large cup of this drink and of course, I tried, and I can't stop drinking it. Two days later, I bought one for myself and savoured the whole cup within minutes. It is REALLY good. I'm gonna try it in all kinds of sugar levels. The iced tea has a taste similar to some sort of lemon green tea, just that the green tea and lemon/lime taste is not strong. It leaves a zesty feeling after a sip~&lt;br /&gt;The jelly in the drink is the most amazing thing. It looks like the jelly we get from the ice jelly cocktail from any dessert stall, but the taste simply satisfying. The texture is sooooo good, it glides down your throat and it is slightly sweetened. WHooohoo~ I sound like a food critic. But this drink is really amazing. God has been blessing me lately. It's so cool. On top of that, I lost my wallet and found it back with all things intact. Thank God!!&lt;br /&gt;School has barely started and I'm already getting sick of it. The past two weeks have been rather busy, with all the trainings and stuff (and matches to come). There are still many things on my to-do list that are yet to be accomplished!! On the other hand, there are things that I'm looking forward to! One of them would be the BK trip. Can't wait to spam shopping and food there. So excited to see how heavy my return luggage would be =P Was just talking to my bro about the trip the other day and he was mentioning about the places that we would go to.. and we're gonna have queen sized bed to ourselves! Man, how wonderful is that!!! And and and... All the food! I hear them calling my name! Looking forward to try some exotic stuff as well~ I'm so sure my wardrobe is gonna burst after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~feels like I've lost something really really precious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-1424724527234399997?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/1424724527234399997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=1424724527234399997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1424724527234399997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1424724527234399997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cant-stop-raving-about-my-latest.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-6003098855609869734</id><published>2009-10-22T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T00:12:45.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's really quite shocking to see that two people can start from the same point but end up at different destinations.&lt;br /&gt;Recently got to hear about my brother's close friend (or I shall say, childhood friend because they knew each other since kindergarten and our families sort of know each other) and found out that his life is pretty screwed. It's not that he's less educated or whatsoever but perhaps some wrong decision that he made or wrong friends that he hung out with. This makes me think of my own future man. Also, it sort of brings me to think about the importance of pre-made decisions.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went Sentosa today. It was a failed attempt of getting a sun-kissed skin but besides that, I witnessed something cool!&lt;br /&gt;Asian parents really do educate their kids in a different manner as compared to Caucasians. There was this ang moh daddy, he was guiding his kid to swim to the opposite shore and that lil' boy is really young okay. I think he's probably about 3-4years old. It takes alot for a small boy his age to swim in the sea. I bet most asian parents would be like "heyy! It's dangerous! yada yada" But the ang moh dad swam beside the boy, keeping an arm's length away from him and kept encouraging him "Yes, come on. You're brilliant. You can do it" There was a moment I saw the boy gasping and coughing but the dad just gave in and carried him but kept encouraging him to push himself. When he finally did it, he was so happy he swam back again and shouted to his mum "mum, I did it!" And his mother replied "yes, awesome. You're amazing" Yeaaaa. That was really cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-6003098855609869734?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/6003098855609869734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=6003098855609869734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/6003098855609869734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/6003098855609869734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-really-quite-shocking-to-see-two.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-3718115295647968193</id><published>2009-09-23T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:52:57.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't help but blog about this incident at a clinic (no names mentioned)&lt;br /&gt;Made a trip down to get an mc and complained about having muscle aches. That doesn't really sound convincing but who cares, I need an mc. LOL&lt;br /&gt;So I went in to the consultation room, and told the doctor that I had muscle ache and when she asked which part, I replied the core muscles~&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the main point.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said that she'd prescribe some muscle cream for me. I asked what is the cream called (in order to avoid getting any medication cos I don't want to pay for them) and what does it contain. It was then that she realised I have drug allergy and coincidentally, the cream that she was about to give me contained the substance that I'm allergic to. Then she said she'd give me some oral medication, anarex, and I replied "ohh, I took that this morning. It's for pain relief and muscle relax right?" The doctor was shocked. I walked out of the clinic happily, without having to pay for any medication and managed to get me mc as well (:&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;1) I think I'm quite smart&lt;br /&gt;2) The doctor almost prescribed something that I'm allergic to!!!! =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-3718115295647968193?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/3718115295647968193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=3718115295647968193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3718115295647968193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3718115295647968193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cant-help-but-blog-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-7390454658035717409</id><published>2009-08-27T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:50:01.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to grow old!</title><content type='html'>As the title suggests.. I really don't wanna grow old!&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, I caught an m18 show and realised.. I'm really stepping into another phase of my life. 18! The age where many things become legal..&lt;br /&gt;Where one starts to think about what to do in future. Probably we do have ambitions when we're younger, like.. to be a teacher.. policeman etc. But, one starts to become less idealistic and more realistic as age sets it.&lt;br /&gt;People become more skeptical and loves to doubt and question, whereas when we're younger we often accept things for what they are. One may argue that doubting and questioning shows critical thinking. Yepp, true also.&lt;br /&gt;I guess when we grow older, the things that we're worried about are different as well..&lt;br /&gt;I realise the way we behave is different. Take for example, birthday celebrations - sec school days, we used to enjoy throwing water bombs, whipped cream, smashing cakes at each other. Now, bday celebrations are not that fun anymore. Even the presents that you receive really differs. Travelling on public transport used to be our favourite cos we can talk, laugh and do whatever we want without feeling pai seh about it cos we're in a group. Now, we're more self-conscious and probably afraid of being labelled as 'childish' if we do the things that we used to do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to grow old cos I'd have to step into the world. It's really cold and harsh, where things are so competitive and people can be so manipulative. Even right now, I'm beginning to experience the difference.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we be pure like a child?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-7390454658035717409?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/7390454658035717409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=7390454658035717409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7390454658035717409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7390454658035717409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-want-to-grow-old.html' title='I don&apos;t want to grow old!'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-4401149095693178246</id><published>2009-07-11T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:06:03.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is in the air!</title><content type='html'>Had my last two wisdom tooth removed last Monday! It was a good experience.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, compared to the previous time I removed the first 2 on the right side. The previous one was terrible cos I felt as if the surgeon wanted to rip my lips out and the after-numbness-subside pain was so unbearable, I thought it was the end of the world when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;It was much more enjoyable this time round. Initially, I was having bad expectations cos the surgeon was so bo chup. Before the surgery, he was supposed to run through all the procedures, tell my mum what's gonna happen etc.. But he simply skipped everything and just chucked the approval form for my mum to sign. And the way he walks really doesn't look like he's a doctor=.=&lt;br /&gt;It sounds cliche but really.. looks can be deceiving! The whole surgery process really proves me wrong and I can't deny his professionalism. It was so good, everything ended in about 15mins?&lt;br /&gt;The was consistent bleeding for a short while and pain was quite bad, but not as terrible as the previous time. So... it was great! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are like thousand and one things running through my mind right now. Feeling quite stretched for the past 2 weeks. Nvm, it's a good feeling though. Seems that there are many many things that I need to do but everything is floating around and I grab them and really organise what to do first man.&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the air! Okay, I'm not in love.. But the cool thing is that I've been seeing love everywhere! As in like.. everywhere I go, I do notice acts of love~ which is really quite cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1Corinthians 13:4-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. It does not demand its own way. It is not irritable, and it keeps no record of being wronged. It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a touching verse! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's the first time I hear dr ar bernard in person and he's is really powerful. My vocab is really too limited to describe him but simply mind blowing =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-4401149095693178246?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/4401149095693178246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=4401149095693178246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4401149095693178246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4401149095693178246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the air!'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-7786857558930766357</id><published>2009-06-26T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:52:24.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So...&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from all the camps and ten thousand and one stayovers!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was a lil' exaggerating but adding the no. of days that I wasn't home, that is about half the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Resolution for start of new semester - save money.&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending quite a bomb watching movies, eating my life away and buying stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily in the end, Joo and I decided not to go batam anymore cos we had no time. And I guess it would be troublesome cos the school will probably track me now and make sure I declare this and that... =.=&lt;br /&gt;That was quite a disappointment but on a bright side, I could save some money from that.&lt;br /&gt;Transformers is really good!&lt;br /&gt;I never fancied action movies and they're a waste of money to me.&lt;br /&gt;But transformers is amazingly.. quite exciting (i feel) and it's definitely worth the money with 2.5hours of action packed robots fighting. HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping for the holidays to be extended cos there are things that I've planned to do this holiday but didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh! I gotta say, thank God for brothers man!&lt;br /&gt;I was about to be late for the ayg meeting today but big bro drove me to school and I reached in like. 8mins time? Record timing.&lt;br /&gt;Next, I was supposed to submit travel declaration but went out instead, so 2nd bro did it for me. WHOOHOOO~&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, aspire camp was fun! It seemed boring at first.. but the torture came on the 2nd night, when I walked the furthest distance and fastest speed in my life. Jia Xin must be totally amazed. And thinking back, it's quite touching how we encouraged each other man! I was dying at the start but at the end it was her turn to be dying so we sort of took turns to encourage each other. Our group was fun and zai man.&lt;br /&gt;Now my muscles are aching like mad and I've drank some slow acting protein with dont know what amino acids stuff for 2 days. I guess it helped a little cos today wasn't as bad yeseterday(:&lt;br /&gt;Time to chiong homework! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-7786857558930766357?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/7786857558930766357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=7786857558930766357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7786857558930766357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7786857558930766357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/06/so.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-3886234695475442221</id><published>2009-06-08T16:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:35:14.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I strongly believe that problems are God-given opportunities for growth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, last week was a blast because every single day was packed to the max (except towards the end I fell sick) and I really feel so stretched. I've yet to plan my schedule for this week and I think it's gonna be really packed too. I've got a revelation: everybody has got 24hours but it's up to the individual to decided what to do with it. Okay, that's quite a 'duh' statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Moon is coming out! There's final destination 4 too and it's the first to be filmed in HD 3D. WHOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;Alright, Cheong came to stayover at my house on Sat night and we were SUPPOSED to do homework. But ended up talking till like, 5am before going to bed and we had to wake up really early =.=&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we talked about really deep stuff though. And one thing we came to a point was that, we were totally opposite. She was a very emotional person but I'm more of a logical kind of person. Like, there are so many instances that I can think of where my heart says something and my mind says another, but I chose to follow what the mind says..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. come to think of it, that may not be good also because I may become a robot.&lt;br /&gt;So, conclusion is.. I got to be more emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to children church last week.. it was not the first time I'm there but it was really cool!&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing to see children having so much fun in church and I also enjoyed myself while getting know some of them! And I'm quite addicted to some of their praise songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-3886234695475442221?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/3886234695475442221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=3886234695475442221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3886234695475442221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3886234695475442221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-strongly-believe-that-problems-are.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-2125878585243132352</id><published>2009-06-01T14:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:02:43.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Kitty was born in London!&lt;br /&gt;I read this time article online about an interview with hello kitty designer, Yuko Yamaguchi and it's really interesting!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I read abit on Hello Kitty and came across this super gorgeous pendant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Cindy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Cindy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Cindy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Cindy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Cindy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://demandware.edgesuite.net/aaar_prd/on/demandware.static/Sites-eStore-Site/Sites-OnlineCatalog/default/v1243361945194/products/04979/04979-200902_651x434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 153px;" src="http://demandware.edgesuite.net/aaar_prd/on/demandware.static/Sites-eStore-Site/Sites-OnlineCatalog/default/v1243361945194/products/04979/04979-200902_651x434.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super chio!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to Sanrio Puroland =D&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Just submitted my econs elearning stuff online. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I had a craving for bubble tea so I did on koi cafe's bubble tea and submitted it! It was out of point though =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting quite worried about my sleeping and eating habits.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I seem to sleep like a deaf person and I don't even know when my handphone alarm has sounded till is drop on the floor and the parts all came out. It has happened for a few days and I believe one day my phone is gonna shatter into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Had been eating like crazyyyyy too and it takes alot to make me feel full. But anyway, had a good meal with family yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Went to a seafood restaurant for dinner last night with brother and mum to have a birthday meal with her. Extremely satisfying with all the crabs, clams etc... whoooo~&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't really that filling after all so we head over to suntec, walked around and brother and I had Andersons' ice cream with it's chocolate coated waffle =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-2125878585243132352?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/2125878585243132352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=2125878585243132352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/2125878585243132352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/2125878585243132352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-been-getting-quite-worried-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-3234175231143062448</id><published>2009-05-30T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:12:35.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHHHH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just by blogging about this incident gives me goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;Last Tues, there was thermal fogging at my block. When I was about to leave house, I wanted to get some toiletries from the kitchen toilet.&lt;br /&gt;To my horror, there were baby cockroaches crawling into the toilet and there was a big one inside.&lt;br /&gt;I freaked out and didn't bother taking the toiletries anymore. Can imagine if I open the rubbish chute the whole colony (?) of cockroaches will rush out. I almost died and quickly rushed out of the house but got scolded by mum for not locking the door properly =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading a book called The Saint, The Surfer, The CEO recommended by my bro and it's really quite interesting. Many things to ponder about while reading it and many inspiring stories (:&lt;br /&gt;A few famous ones would be the story that says life is like a game of juggling, where there are many different balls to juggle. Career is like a rubber ball. Once you drop it, it bounces back. Things like family, friends, health are like glass balls. Once dropped, it'll be gone. There's also a quote that I really like, which talks about turning hindsight into foresight that reveals insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Slightly feeling more stressful these days probably cos of the work load that's piling up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes, I really hate inconsistency. On Monday, doing a certain thing is correct. On Tuesday, doing the same thing is wrong. That's really inconsistent..and it makes people fed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I hate unreasonability (if there's such a word). Pinpointing at someone without getting the facts right. *recall one story in the book that I've read "Remember that every time you point a finger at someone, you have 3 fingers pointing back at you"* - okay, that's more about putting the blame and not pinpointing.. but still~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyway, just hope people will be responsible in their actions because I'm the one bearing consequences and not the culprit(or without even knowing the culprit) and that feeling is really horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Monsters vs Aliens today and that professor cockroach really made me feel disgusted. URGHHH~ but it's quite a cute show (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You are my star in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You are the reason I'm alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-3234175231143062448?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/3234175231143062448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=3234175231143062448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3234175231143062448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3234175231143062448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/05/arghhhhh_30.html' title='ARGHHHHH!'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-7455183697878280809</id><published>2009-05-24T01:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:01:54.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's pretty exciting after mid years.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.. I've watched NATM2, Angels&amp;amp;Demons over the past two days,&lt;br /&gt;Have been eating like there's no tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;Just had 2 scoops of B&amp;amp;J ice cream and came home, ate like half a pint of Haagen Dazs Macadamia Nut Brittle. It's totally awesome but haven't been exercising for long and that's quite sinful I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Totally have no idea when training's gonna start because boss haven't gave me a definite answer.&lt;br /&gt;Threads of destiny seems like a nice movie to watch! Something like sky of love. Quite looking forward to it. Currently watching cinderella man and hope it's really nice.&lt;br /&gt;Brother is leaving for NZ and I'm not going along ):&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, still have batam trip to look forward to..&lt;br /&gt;And there's like.. zone camp as well~ Whooohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can finish all my holiday homework asap so that I can enjoy life~&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to dinner at Royal Copenhagen! Gotta take lots of pictures there (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-7455183697878280809?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/7455183697878280809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=7455183697878280809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7455183697878280809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7455183697878280809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/05/lifes-pretty-exciting-after-mid-years.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-7649379619575754179</id><published>2009-05-19T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:10:06.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many many things to do and look forward to after mid years!&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it's gonna be over in a few days time (it just started though)&lt;br /&gt;Whooo~&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna spam dramas and aim to catch up with labixiaoxin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;RAIN concert!&lt;br /&gt;18th-20th June!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;Well, still there are things that I'm not looking forward to, really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"The people stood afar off, but Moses drew near"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-7649379619575754179?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/7649379619575754179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=7649379619575754179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7649379619575754179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7649379619575754179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/05/many-many-things-to-do-and-look-forward.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-870748855873129588</id><published>2009-05-09T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:19:45.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before I start studying, shall post a little.&lt;br /&gt;I just love walking past any childcare centers because it's so exciting to observe the little kids or maybe just catch a glimpse of what they're doing.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that every Friday, I got to alight at the other bus stop so that I can pass by the childcare center, since school start early on the rest of the days and the childcare center would have no kids who come that early. On Friday morning, I walked past the childcare center and saw a really heartwarming scene!&lt;br /&gt;A dad just his son in to school, and he was about to wear his shoe while the teacher brought the son to take temperature. Then, just as dad walked off, the son, ignoring the teacher, ran to the gate there and shouted "Daddy bye bye!!", waved frantically and smiled happily.&lt;br /&gt;AWWW MAN! That was super touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess from now on got to start behaving myself in school, don't be late for lessons, be a good example.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, be highly motivated.&lt;br /&gt;That's it. See me in ASPIRE camp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-870748855873129588?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/870748855873129588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=870748855873129588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/870748855873129588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/870748855873129588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/05/before-i-start-studying-shall-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-572624388195108095</id><published>2009-05-04T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:49:03.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, lets see.&lt;br /&gt;Just watched these two videos on youtube (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZEb7rcNn7CY&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.jywonderland.blogspot.com%2F&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-9kFz4TuThg&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.jywonderland.blogspot.com%2F&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;two&lt;/a&gt;) and had a good laugh~ the kids are super cute!!&lt;br /&gt;Life has been quite happening, with nationals and meeting up with cch ballers,&lt;br /&gt;18th bday and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to post some photos initially, but decided not to because there's really too many of it. So, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, nats are over and we did fairly well! Time to study for mid years now (:&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with cch ballers during adiv' season and had lotsa fun too..&lt;br /&gt;18th bday was great, with bf and cheong who came to surprise me the night before..&lt;br /&gt;donated blood on my bday and felt really good. Had like 4cakes this year! Crazyyy~&lt;br /&gt;Time to start exercising soon. Haven't been running despite eating so much.&lt;br /&gt;Had been having like.. supper, meals at chomp chomp, astons, cafe cartel etc etc.. What a feast.&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do this week, yet so little time. Still wondering if I should really chiong out the mothers' day present or just give it during mum's bday cos i really have no time!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for midyears to be over so I can go overseas, relax and pamper myself with some massage at Batam.. Shopping a little cos I haven't really shopped for like the longest time.. Get a nice tan. A meal at Royal Copenhagen is already set on 22nd though. Muahaahah. And probably visit liquid kitchen again to chill out a little.  Spend a whole day with cheong(we've been waiting for that for such a long time)&lt;br /&gt;Bro just came back from Tioman and it looks like a really cool place to visit! Rather beautiful. Gonna ask him to bring me along the next snorkeling trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-572624388195108095?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/572624388195108095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=572624388195108095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/572624388195108095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/572624388195108095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-2609876866259354485</id><published>2009-03-29T20:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:48:00.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't blog about M'sia trip since holidays!&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was fun... But, shall just let pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can remember as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9vYG4shbI/AAAAAAAAAik/vdiQAVIM_nM/s1600-h/20090318_15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9vYG4shbI/AAAAAAAAAik/vdiQAVIM_nM/s200/20090318_15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318592144903800242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9vX__O_II/AAAAAAAAAic/klXaSweQDG0/s1600-h/20090318_36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9vX__O_II/AAAAAAAAAic/klXaSweQDG0/s200/20090318_36.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318592143052176514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9vXxpAGRI/AAAAAAAAAiU/2ERb8FkXAEM/s1600-h/20090318_20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9vXxpAGRI/AAAAAAAAAiU/2ERb8FkXAEM/s200/20090318_20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318592139200829714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we started spamming photos even before we crossed the causeway.&lt;br /&gt;Reached Batu Pahat at evening time and by the time the match ended, it was 9pm and we were famished. The first dinner was average other than the fact that there's sharks' fin soup =D&lt;br /&gt;So checked in to the hotel, had team talk and we camwhored again till 3am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9w8IiRCWI/AAAAAAAAAis/VJk4Yn_TtTg/s1600-h/20090318_80.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9w8IiRCWI/AAAAAAAAAis/VJk4Yn_TtTg/s200/20090318_80.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318593863333513570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9w8k7fqCI/AAAAAAAAAi0/NW-kHqjJDHM/s1600-h/20090318_89.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9w8k7fqCI/AAAAAAAAAi0/NW-kHqjJDHM/s200/20090318_89.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318593870955522082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9w8jo9o1I/AAAAAAAAAi8/a84RnejGnm4/s1600-h/20090318_93.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9w8jo9o1I/AAAAAAAAAi8/a84RnejGnm4/s200/20090318_93.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318593870609359698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days 2 and 3 were exciting, probably because we got to shop (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9xkuXeY7I/AAAAAAAAAjE/U_Uu5zQ934E/s1600-h/20090318_139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9xkuXeY7I/AAAAAAAAAjE/U_Uu5zQ934E/s200/20090318_139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318594560683566002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch after the match and the food was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;The chilli is BAGUS, the chendol is like... dont know how many times nicer than Singapore's and the asam fish~ whooohoo!&lt;br /&gt;But what was slightly disappointing was that the spicy stuff ain't that spicy. Like.. it was more of coconut milk taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9xlGpwV7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/ztOSFJ4e0Lo/s1600-h/20090318_141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9xlGpwV7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/ztOSFJ4e0Lo/s200/20090318_141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318594567202690994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9xl9pjgiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/irUbGlc9Vec/s1600-h/20090318_144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9xl9pjgiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/irUbGlc9Vec/s200/20090318_144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318594581965799970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9xlmydJVI/AAAAAAAAAjU/RXDcyVnjONo/s1600-h/20090318_142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9xlmydJVI/AAAAAAAAAjU/RXDcyVnjONo/s200/20090318_142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318594575829116242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfied, went back hotel and we went swimming!&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun cos the whole pool was ours and we're all doing stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping after that. Didn't spend much but I bought a really pretty dress and a shirt!! And some food and tidbits and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9y6lt_4oI/AAAAAAAAAjk/vCTTqoRIioU/s1600-h/20090318_171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9y6lt_4oI/AAAAAAAAAjk/vCTTqoRIioU/s200/20090318_171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318596035830866562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes our most delicious meal of the whole trip! (in my opinion)&lt;br /&gt;The pineapple rice was really good and the prawn was huge, crunchy and juicy =D&lt;br /&gt;And there were other nyonya food like nyona chicken, nyonya fish, nyonya prawn.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that's nyonya is nice man. The black bean soup was fantastic and I ate many many chicken legs. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9y7YwcdrI/AAAAAAAAAjs/QqTD2Dell0g/s1600-h/20090318_199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9y7YwcdrI/AAAAAAAAAjs/QqTD2Dell0g/s200/20090318_199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318596049531336370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9y7j8SxFI/AAAAAAAAAj0/wktUuCSNacI/s1600-h/20090318_198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9y7j8SxFI/AAAAAAAAAj0/wktUuCSNacI/s200/20090318_198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318596052533822546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9y74B8ycI/AAAAAAAAAj8/14M3gYIUc7g/s1600-h/20090318_200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9y74B8ycI/AAAAAAAAAj8/14M3gYIUc7g/s200/20090318_200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318596057926257090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9y8DdsUrI/AAAAAAAAAkE/cfGJcNZIkPc/s1600-h/20090318_203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9y8DdsUrI/AAAAAAAAAkE/cfGJcNZIkPc/s200/20090318_203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318596060995408562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd night was terrible cos we reached hotel at 9pm, but had to assemble for PT at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;It was really crazy as we all slept and really didn't had the mood to run. But we still did it and ran like.. 17rounds around the hotel within.. 25 to 30mins? and did some pushups and stuff. The security guards seemed amazed though.&lt;br /&gt;I went back, bathed and knocked out and had difficulty waking up the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It was so funny cos Jia Le was screaming her lungs out and stamping her feet to wake us up but Evelyn and I just ignored her and continued sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I could faintly hear Jia Le's shouting though, but was too tired to respond. And she took a picture of us sleeping~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc90uj2szPI/AAAAAAAAAkM/f6uG_FxyjxI/s1600-h/P3170226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc90uj2szPI/AAAAAAAAAkM/f6uG_FxyjxI/s200/P3170226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318598028195319026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast and went for our last match for the trip! I wasn't feeling weel and had some medicine, so slept throughout the whole 4hours(?) journey to the place. (and missed out on a shopping stop while sleeping) Exhanged bus with the CJ people after lunch and proceed to the school for match, which was a really annoying one..cos the referee was really kayu. But we all fought hard and despite the biasness, won them! So proud of it and that match was the one I played the best in, which was really amazing because I was sick on that day. Had so many intercepts and felt that the confidence level was really there.. Whooo~&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's a realyl brief summary of the whole trip but it was quite an experience to see how people of other country play basketball and able to interact with them abit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I had been witnessing many accidents. 3 in a week! One morning on my way to school, 2 taxis collided against each other. That day duing training, JW dislocated her shoulder and the ambulance came to bring her to hospital. Then, when I was walking home, a boy who was riding on his bicycle hysterically flew out of it and landed right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the boys lost their matches, which was really a waste because they could have won the first 2 matches. Had an exciting journey on susan's car that day when we were on our way back to school! It was so funny cos her car is really small, but 5people squeezed into it and she had a hard time accelerating the car cos I guess we're too heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH! I think two weeks ago, I was at the library.. Then there was this aunty.. I saw her borrowing this book "爱情只是古老传说“ and I felt really sad for her. She probably just broke up or something? Read such a depressive book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! Gotta rush out chem review questions and it's really disgusting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-2609876866259354485?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/2609876866259354485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=2609876866259354485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/2609876866259354485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/2609876866259354485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/03/havent-blog-about-msia-trip-since.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Sc9vYG4shbI/AAAAAAAAAik/vdiQAVIM_nM/s72-c/20090318_15.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-1043798978699846928</id><published>2009-03-14T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T09:59:00.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just found out a super cool website, which gives me updates about latest shopping deals/sprees in Singapore!!! Totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Chem makes me puke. Holiday homework is really killing me. It's piling like Mt Everest and I feel suffocated. Speaking of Mt Everest, gotta do some report for Geog!&lt;br /&gt;Urghhh... Thank God I'm done with Econs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle tempted me to watch 100 Days with Mr Arrogant and it's hilarious!!! So funny and quite sweet towards the end too, especially when the guy went to look for anticipated answers that would come out for the girl's exam. Quite unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for m'sia in a few hours time.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'd shed some kilos there man (provided i eat lesser). Not very looking forward to the intensive training.&lt;br /&gt;Heard that we've got to wake up at 6am to run 30 rounds around the hotel before heading for breakfast. Whats more, there's gonna be a match in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;That's really insane.&lt;br /&gt;Just packed my stuff for the trip and I think I'm quite a survivor man! Brought less than enough clothes and I'm gonna do laundry there (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on bus31 home on Sat night and passed by the route which I used to travel to and back home from ChungCheng!&lt;br /&gt;The long route that I walk in every morning, when I walked so slow that even the people who took the next 31 bus overtook me..&lt;br /&gt;4 years (almost 5) in cchms was indeed fruitful. And eventful. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;All the chinese pledge, chinese school song, announcements were in chinese at times. Every one spoke chinese like nothing man.&lt;br /&gt;Still remembered days when I was in sec1 and 2 harmony. It wasn't harmonious at all cos we've got like fights or arguments with the class next door and love to ostracize people.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I smoked through streaming and got into a rather good subject combination in sec3!&lt;br /&gt;Sec3 and 4 Justice was full of nonsense.. where we had our PAP a.k.a Pon Assembly Party and think of ways every Monday just to skip assembly. The 2years was also the time I go to school late almost everyday, so late that I stepped in to school during recess.&lt;br /&gt;Detentions at zhu lin lou was funny man. And the teacher made the whole class sit there to read books. There was reading session as well and chinese books were read! LOL. Fun Fun Fun.&lt;br /&gt;Other than the fact that the school is at the other side of the world, it was an awesome 4years (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-1043798978699846928?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/1043798978699846928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=1043798978699846928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1043798978699846928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1043798978699846928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-found-out-super-cool-website-which.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-192020121015581840</id><published>2009-03-08T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:14:35.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read about some random stuff regarding left-handedness. Quite interesting!!!&lt;br /&gt;Left-handedness is relatively uncommon; 90 to 93 percent of the adult population is right-handed.&lt;br /&gt;Left handed people are more prone to have allergies, insomnia, migraines and a whole host of other things more than people who are right handers.&lt;br /&gt;The more interesting part - Left handed people tend to be more likely to be on the extreme ends of the intelligence scale then right handed people. Left handed people tend to have a higher portions of mentally retarded people and they also have a higher tendency to be people with high IQ"S. Left handed people who have higher I.Q.s tend to have an I.Q. of over 140.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, many many famous people are lefties! Alexander the Great, Aristotle, Bill Clinton, Gandhi, Einstein, Bill Gates, Ford Henry and the list goes on!&lt;br /&gt;Left handed people tend to be condemned by society(?) That's quite ridiculous. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten this from a &lt;a href="http://psychology.suite101.com/article.cfm/personality_traits_of_lefties"&gt;psychology website..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="dynamic"&gt;Psychological Characteristics of Left-handed People&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leadership.&lt;/b&gt; About 66% of American presidents in the last 30 years were left-handed men. Bill Clinton, George H.W. Bush, Ronald Reagan, and Gerald Fold were all left-handed presidents. Barack Obama and John McCain are both left-handed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quick thinkers.&lt;/b&gt; Studies have shown that lefties are “exceptional.” Australian research shows that left-handed people think more quickly when playing computer games or sports. Left-handed people also tend to earn more money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sexuality.&lt;/b&gt; Research from Canada reveals this interesting quality of left-handed people: they’re more likely to be homosexual.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I think i'm a little bit ambidextrous.  Just a lil' bit cos i think ambidexterity means you are able to use both hands equally well and i can't write with my right hand. Can just suspend me from school if my left hand is injured man (touchwood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was watching unexpected access and really thank God that I was born well and healthy. So heart wrenching to see a kid suffering ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;Just had a bottle of snapple and I visited the Snapple website to look at the facts! Don't know if they're all real though. Like... research proven etc..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-192020121015581840?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/192020121015581840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=192020121015581840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/192020121015581840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/192020121015581840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/03/read-about-some-random-stuff-regarding.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-2994017686943571315</id><published>2009-03-01T11:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:56:51.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.singaporekindness.org.sg/news/january03/2003etalk_Jan.htm"&gt;Act of Kindness&lt;/a&gt; --&gt; this is totally hilarious. Scroll down and read about the act of kindness written by Michelle man. She actually found this after don't know how many million years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's so cool that sometimes my mum and I kind of flow with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Like, when I have a sudden craving for a certain food and I didn't tell her about it, I'll see it (and get to satisfy my craving) when I reach home!&lt;br /&gt;Just few days ago, I saw grapes at Kovan Pasar Malam and felt like buying.. but somehow, I did not. Amazingly, when I reached home, there was a giantic bunch of grapes in the fridge! Muahahah&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice talk with her over dinner last night.. it's been quite some time since we spent quality time together man.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's a pasarmalam at my estate! Because of that, keropok lekor has become my staple food. Haha. I'll definitely buy it everday as long as the pasar malam is still there. (and the guy who sells it is cute as well)  I bought it so often that the person recognised me and subsequently, i got my mum to buy for me cos it's quite embarassing. It's oily and fattening but, NICE! Introduced it to sherlene and she got addicted to it since then. And my mum actually went to talk to the cute guy man. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AI conference was a blast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-2994017686943571315?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/2994017686943571315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=2994017686943571315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/2994017686943571315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/2994017686943571315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/03/act-of-kindness-this-is-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-1667977754169942443</id><published>2009-02-21T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:00:05.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL MY LIFE, ONLY YOU CAN SATISFY</title><content type='html'>Guess sometimes in life, it's more than knowing what's right and what's wrong but making the right decision yea..&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, I'm seriously aching everywhere now.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the fartlegs that we did yesterday. We've probably set the sr record by doing ten rounds of fartlegs =.=&lt;br /&gt;And trainings have been quite crazy recently, with soccer/rugby drills like diving, but I quite like to dive one the field, other than the fact that the synthetic grass causes some abrasion.&lt;br /&gt;Quite an excitingl week as I feel my capacity increasing..&lt;br /&gt;Matches next week: against seniors, NJC, IJC, JJC respectively. More muscle aches to come.&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, we're going to m'sia! The airport staff have yet to return me my luggage that was spoilt after so long.. Urgh. But still, looking forward to take beautiful photos (: hehe(and probably discover more of my hidden talent in photog)&lt;br /&gt;Such a fruitful time for me.. That means i've been to 3 other countries within4 or 5months? Whooo~ personal record lahh&lt;br /&gt;Anw, my week was tired to the max! With matches and stuff. More to come next week(more muscle aches as well)&lt;br /&gt;There's a pasar malam at the estate i'm staying in! It's really a miracle for this place to have a pasar malam. Like..once in a millenium?? Hahah. That was abit exaggerating.  I'm definitely gonna buy kerepok lekor. It's my MUST BUY in a pasar malam.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of millenium, that reminds me..&lt;br /&gt;I'm the 美女 of the millenium! Internal joke..&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, my mum went to put my brother's brief in my drawer =.=&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop here.. and I'm gonna make it a point to blog more often. So many interesting things happened that I dont know what to blog about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-1667977754169942443?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/1667977754169942443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=1667977754169942443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1667977754169942443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1667977754169942443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-my-life-only-you-can-satisfy.html' title='ALL MY LIFE, ONLY YOU CAN SATISFY'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-8799191929611025555</id><published>2009-02-15T12:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:27:26.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY (Belated) NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;2009 is great (so far...)&lt;br /&gt;I shall not say that time flies. Because time is moving at a constant speed, just that we're too busy to realise and oblivious to it.&lt;br /&gt;kick start the new sch term with SP programme.&lt;br /&gt;lotsa fun and laughter with the SP students! &amp;amp; also interaction with people from IMH was meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;what a great experience, but i shall not blog about it in details to keep things confidential (:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, new batch of j1s came in and I've been laughing my heads off everyday when ivanlim is around. Can't believe he's is in the same school as me once again that immoral kid. and there's michellemichellemichelle!!&lt;br /&gt;hahah. alrights, one funny incident that happened last week:&lt;br /&gt;my student pass has got some problems. the card reader doesn't seem to be able to read it every time i tap the card. To cut the long story short, i was referred to the card replacement centre to get a new one, so i went to the Hougang branch since it's near school.&lt;br /&gt;Then, signed some documents/receipt... and it's the card replacement form.. there was this part that says,&lt;br /&gt;Reason: Card Corrupted&lt;br /&gt;Michelle and I were laughing. Card corrupted sounds funny. Haha. So the person said "yahh, you didn't tap when u alight bus right? it's long term one.. accumulative" yeaaa, i've been using the card since sec1 and i haven't been tapping when i alight the bus. So the card became corrupted in the long run. Sounds like a human being uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting thing that happened: I plucked my wisdom tooth (teeth)!&lt;br /&gt;2 on the right side. The process wasn't as bad as i thought it would be. In fact, no pain at all!&lt;br /&gt;But the recovering part was torturous. As i was allergic to the stronger painkiller, the doctor could only give me the weaker ones. So the first day of the op was really terrible. When I woke up and the numbness subside, i felt it was the end of the world. &amp;amp; my face got so swollen, it was totally out of shape. Could only swallow porridge the first 1 and a half day. I started biting food despite the pain on the 2nd day :P&lt;br /&gt;Just removed the stitches 2 days ago and gum is still slightly swollen now. 2 more on the left side to be removed! not looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to liquid kitchen with the girls last night.. Not bad!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, tomorrow is the start of official lessons! And YJ match... Tues against NY.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to me! I haven't been training for 1week+. Not looking forward to the match as well ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-8799191929611025555?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/8799191929611025555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=8799191929611025555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/8799191929611025555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/8799191929611025555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-belated-new-year-2009-is-great-so.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-4205119678475083977</id><published>2008-12-25T00:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:51:30.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After Sarawak, I'm gonna blog about the Beijing trip! But before pictures, I shall just talk a lil' about the whole thing..&lt;br /&gt;Okie, the weather there is super cold! I was still doubtful and told my mum that I confirm can tahan but i was wrong. It was quite tough living in the cold weather and when the wind comes u just feel ur whole face, fingers, toes, all numb! Food was average, lodging was atas. People there were not raelly friendly.The tour guide's english is quite bad so i just shut down when he spoke in english cos i could only catch like 10% of it. But he's a responsible and hardworking person! Yes, so we visited the places, shopped a lil'. I didnt buy much for myself actually. Bought mostly for family.. and i reached the top of great wall alone(becos nobody else wanted to climb =.=)! Route wise, it wasnt that difficult. It was just steps of different heights and covered with ice so slightly slippery. But the weather is definitely challenging. Climbing up like 7 to 8 sets of super duper long flights of stairs that seemed never ending under the -9 deg temperature.. with like 4deg wind is quite harsh. And i could barely breathe at certain parts when the wind came man. Furthermore, as i was perspiring, i was so tempted to take out all the hats and jackets but not supposed to cos will fall sick.. Overcame it eventually!&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i still love Sarawak. HAHA. And i can't believe Tock's mum actually wanted her to visit Sarawak! Next time we'll go together man. I can't wait to go back there again. Okie, i sound like i really want to migrate there. hahaha. but it's really a great great great place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJru9jd09I/AAAAAAAAAgA/px4YE2ywswc/s1600-h/20081223_55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJru9jd09I/AAAAAAAAAgA/px4YE2ywswc/s200/20081223_55.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283403767400485842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt;BeiJing airport. Really big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJrunSulFI/AAAAAAAAAf4/6Gpj5ZduSqY/s1600-h/20081223_70.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJrunSulFI/AAAAAAAAAf4/6Gpj5ZduSqY/s200/20081223_70.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283403761424700498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt;Restaurant whr we had our first meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJrucoppSI/AAAAAAAAAfw/eowwqb3QfGA/s1600-h/20081223_67.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJrucoppSI/AAAAAAAAAfw/eowwqb3QfGA/s200/20081223_67.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283403758563861794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJruMLAr1I/AAAAAAAAAfo/AKfbVPCy798/s1600-h/20081223_93.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJruMLAr1I/AAAAAAAAAfo/AKfbVPCy798/s200/20081223_93.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283403754144575314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt; Trishaw ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJrt7u_27I/AAAAAAAAAfg/OMdQTxmIsL0/s1600-h/20081223_97.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJrt7u_27I/AAAAAAAAAfg/OMdQTxmIsL0/s200/20081223_97.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283403749732113330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt; The river water turned ice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJtU6plPwI/AAAAAAAAAgo/OFVuzoA4KJA/s1600-h/20081223_100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJtU6plPwI/AAAAAAAAAgo/OFVuzoA4KJA/s200/20081223_100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283405518967488258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt; I'm standing on ice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJtUvmqgtI/AAAAAAAAAgg/pN29C1YLNn4/s1600-h/20081223_120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJtUvmqgtI/AAAAAAAAAgg/pN29C1YLNn4/s200/20081223_120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283405516002460370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt; Gu Gong. Forbidden City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJtUR_ZrZI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ONRQ8K2fgkk/s1600-h/20081223_129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJtUR_ZrZI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ONRQ8K2fgkk/s200/20081223_129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283405508053151122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJtUCZ4R-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/iMgiyvjt99E/s1600-h/20081223_143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJtUCZ4R-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/iMgiyvjt99E/s200/20081223_143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283405503869241314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJtTx3_uOI/AAAAAAAAAgI/vwWN4RI1GAA/s1600-h/20081223_174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJtTx3_uOI/AAAAAAAAAgI/vwWN4RI1GAA/s200/20081223_174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283405499432155362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJxFRy0JiI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xImQNacMoeI/s1600-h/20081223_200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJxFRy0JiI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xImQNacMoeI/s200/20081223_200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283409648348833314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt; MrMao! due to the fact that i was from chungcheng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJxE-3hDhI/AAAAAAAAAhI/DGIJPl8m9jo/s1600-h/20081223_210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJxE-3hDhI/AAAAAAAAAhI/DGIJPl8m9jo/s200/20081223_210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283409643268279826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt; National Cultural Arts Centre (smtg like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJxDGp0JPI/AAAAAAAAAg4/quHRkMJlMqA/s1600-h/20081223_265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJxDGp0JPI/AAAAAAAAAg4/quHRkMJlMqA/s200/20081223_265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283409610998555890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt; Summer Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJxC1GNdvI/AAAAAAAAAgw/o52oI-7L1oA/s1600-h/20081223_269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJxC1GNdvI/AAAAAAAAAgw/o52oI-7L1oA/s200/20081223_269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283409606285817586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJz3G33KWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/8ljG09zFlU8/s1600-h/20081223_317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJz3G33KWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/8ljG09zFlU8/s200/20081223_317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283412703433927010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJz26e_dDI/AAAAAAAAAhw/xhbzNkq6VYU/s1600-h/20081223_331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJz26e_dDI/AAAAAAAAAhw/xhbzNkq6VYU/s200/20081223_331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283412700108387378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJz2j1a3yI/AAAAAAAAAho/NC-95nTlt3A/s1600-h/20081223_337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJz2j1a3yI/AAAAAAAAAho/NC-95nTlt3A/s200/20081223_337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283412694028443426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt; Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJz2WCfnEI/AAAAAAAAAhg/m4rFJRbk2xw/s1600-h/20081223_342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJz2WCfnEI/AAAAAAAAAhg/m4rFJRbk2xw/s200/20081223_342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283412690325183554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-&gt; Wangfujing St night market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJz14XlSgI/AAAAAAAAAhY/6e9e6JvOIpM/s1600-h/20081223_345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJz14XlSgI/AAAAAAAAAhY/6e9e6JvOIpM/s200/20081223_345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283412682360572418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt; the hotel is quite atas and it has sliding door cupboards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJ0zXQb7TI/AAAAAAAAAiI/w4jYzz7W5TY/s1600-h/20081223_379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJ0zXQb7TI/AAAAAAAAAiI/w4jYzz7W5TY/s200/20081223_379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283413738624118066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt; the tombs place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJ0zBZgFZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/-CtuYshkBKM/s1600-h/20081223_404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJ0zBZgFZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/-CtuYshkBKM/s200/20081223_404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283413732756559250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt; Sky screen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all.. I dont really wanna talk more details about it. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-4205119678475083977?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/4205119678475083977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=4205119678475083977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4205119678475083977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4205119678475083977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2008/12/after-sarawak-im-gonna-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SVJru9jd09I/AAAAAAAAAgA/px4YE2ywswc/s72-c/20081223_55.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-7534672413002804859</id><published>2008-12-09T15:54:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:34:14.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SARAWAK!!</title><content type='html'>JiaLe is saying that my blog is still stucked at midyears exam.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm gonna blog now! About Sarawak Trip (:&lt;br /&gt;It's really an eye-opener.&lt;br /&gt;We had a really fulfilling trip!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so this post is gonna be filled with words and photos.&lt;br /&gt;Credits to myself! (i think some pics that i took were quite nice. hehe) to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;JiaXin&lt;/span&gt;.. and i think i coped some photos from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Dudley&lt;/span&gt; as well&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;Initially i was not very excited about it due to all the preparations and stuff.. and was still not excited even when we reach there though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST4n_nxu7MI/AAAAAAAAAUo/G9YGR9tNR8c/s1600-h/20081207_7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST4n_nxu7MI/AAAAAAAAAUo/G9YGR9tNR8c/s200/20081207_7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277699787287620802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST4n_U1CWXI/AAAAAAAAAUg/0_wq5G3ythU/s1600-h/20081207_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST4n_U1CWXI/AAAAAAAAAUg/0_wq5G3ythU/s200/20081207_5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277699782201203058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST4n_29i0qI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Lf1VR5Yy6Aw/s1600-h/20081207_8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST4n_29i0qI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Lf1VR5Yy6Aw/s200/20081207_8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277699791363691170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST4oAD2U2CI/AAAAAAAAAU4/rBXjV4L4mcc/s1600-h/20081207_12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST4oAD2U2CI/AAAAAAAAAU4/rBXjV4L4mcc/s200/20081207_12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277699794823075874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing much during the first day because we reached there late and had our first dinner at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hotel Grand Continental&lt;/span&gt; (sounds atas), which was not very nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8Vq5en5SI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/PAk2MTTST2E/s1600-h/20081207_16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8Vq5en5SI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/PAk2MTTST2E/s200/20081207_16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277961115029464354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8VqjIjEfI/AAAAAAAAAVI/7in9Fq5c3jo/s1600-h/20081207_15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8VqjIjEfI/AAAAAAAAAVI/7in9Fq5c3jo/s200/20081207_15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277961109031293426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8VqW6d1WI/AAAAAAAAAVA/m5-i88xpaHc/s1600-h/20081207_13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8VqW6d1WI/AAAAAAAAAVA/m5-i88xpaHc/s200/20081207_13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277961105751004514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went kayaking down stream where in the middle, we visited the kampong houses.&lt;br /&gt;My kayaking partner was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Chermaine&lt;/span&gt;! and i think we can really coordinate man. We were steady all the way, didn't capsized no injuries or whatsoever even though Chermaine was abit worried cos she didn't went for one star with us (but she had two star k!!).&lt;br /&gt;After that, girls changed on bus and that was when i fell and got a super humongous blue black which subsequently developed (i'll show the development later :P)&lt;br /&gt;We headed off to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Semenggoh Orang Utan&lt;/span&gt; centre where we looked at Orang Utans! (obviously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8ZieBt5qI/AAAAAAAAAVY/tlCmEO3FmWA/s1600-h/20081207_33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8ZieBt5qI/AAAAAAAAAVY/tlCmEO3FmWA/s200/20081207_33.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965368268023458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8ZitpsL_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/Qo1Rs0Pbi_g/s1600-h/20081207_37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8ZitpsL_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/Qo1Rs0Pbi_g/s200/20081207_37.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965372462215154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt; Giant Orang Utan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it rained heavily so we returned to the hotel where we started camwhoring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8a-o3neqI/AAAAAAAAAWI/VSzZPDjTYe4/s1600-h/20081207_59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8a-o3neqI/AAAAAAAAAWI/VSzZPDjTYe4/s200/20081207_59.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277966951726414498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8a-gnR7uI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ipGMHveM6hQ/s1600-h/20081207_57.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8a-gnR7uI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ipGMHveM6hQ/s200/20081207_57.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277966949510409954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8a-L_4-dI/AAAAAAAAAV4/AeDm2XIMiJQ/s1600-h/20081207_55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8a-L_4-dI/AAAAAAAAAV4/AeDm2XIMiJQ/s200/20081207_55.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277966943976487378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8a-IK9qSI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4m1pv_T_IX4/s1600-h/20081207_53.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8a-IK9qSI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4m1pv_T_IX4/s200/20081207_53.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277966942949189922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8a9gBVjjI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Oo8mECA75_w/s1600-h/20081207_49.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8a9gBVjjI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Oo8mECA75_w/s200/20081207_49.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277966932171394610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out of hotel, backpacked to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Bako National Park&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8e5-RclKI/AAAAAAAAAWo/vfvpHO68B0A/s1600-h/20081207_95.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8e5-RclKI/AAAAAAAAAWo/vfvpHO68B0A/s200/20081207_95.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277971269619061922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8e5hc8AxI/AAAAAAAAAWg/4Xwxt-sfJOA/s1600-h/20081207_83.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8e5hc8AxI/AAAAAAAAAWg/4Xwxt-sfJOA/s200/20081207_83.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277971261882630930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8e5JdvlTI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GYizB535CVM/s1600-h/20081207_72.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8e5JdvlTI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GYizB535CVM/s200/20081207_72.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277971255443559730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8e5adKi9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/arM8bl_pVfg/s1600-h/20081207_79.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8e5adKi9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/arM8bl_pVfg/s200/20081207_79.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277971260004535250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrival at Bako, tool lots of amazing pictures (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8gYu4IHSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/vybmdDJ0GbQ/s1600-h/20081207_97.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8gYu4IHSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/vybmdDJ0GbQ/s200/20081207_97.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277972897573903650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8gYV6INgI/AAAAAAAAAXI/z69ugc6khcA/s1600-h/20081207_99.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8gYV6INgI/AAAAAAAAAXI/z69ugc6khcA/s200/20081207_99.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277972890871412226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8gYEF4FzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mnX7VEc-zd8/s1600-h/20081207_105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8gYEF4FzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mnX7VEc-zd8/s200/20081207_105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277972886088849202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8gXjaqRkI/AAAAAAAAAW4/FmxvOed-xv4/s1600-h/20081207_102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8gXjaqRkI/AAAAAAAAAW4/FmxvOed-xv4/s200/20081207_102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277972877317654082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8gXC8E-DI/AAAAAAAAAWw/GT8yrqtEhZM/s1600-h/20081207_108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8gXC8E-DI/AAAAAAAAAWw/GT8yrqtEhZM/s200/20081207_108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277972868599445554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i've got potential in photography. HAHA. actually, not really lahh.. i gotta admit, it's because of my brother's atas camera.&lt;br /&gt;So, we checked into the chalet where we slept in.. And i felt i was living in a monkey village.&lt;br /&gt;There were monkeys all around (they call in macaques or smtg) and we gotta eat our lunch with rooms locked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq42-JSSsI/AAAAAAAAHT8/g8o1CXmikV4/s576/IMG_6387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 215px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq42-JSSsI/AAAAAAAAHT8/g8o1CXmikV4/s576/IMG_6387.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq4zoVGkUI/AAAAAAAAHTs/xlk0jhXViy8/s576/IMG_6385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 215px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq4zoVGkUI/AAAAAAAAHTs/xlk0jhXViy8/s576/IMG_6385.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8h9dh6ZbI/AAAAAAAAAXc/YhA52iVeFb0/s1600-h/20081207_112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8h9dh6ZbI/AAAAAAAAAXc/YhA52iVeFb0/s200/20081207_112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277974628084114866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq4cKvGOgI/AAAAAAAAHRw/sIFhoDWLq3c/s912/IMG_6370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 150px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq4cKvGOgI/AAAAAAAAHRw/sIFhoDWLq3c/s912/IMG_6370.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we began trekking shortly after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8kAw3AneI/AAAAAAAAAYE/MXaQFI4LASs/s1600-h/20081207_122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8kAw3AneI/AAAAAAAAAYE/MXaQFI4LASs/s200/20081207_122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277976883835739618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mangrove forest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8kAJZjP9I/AAAAAAAAAX0/qeWxsMCwU7w/s1600-h/HPIM2316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8kAJZjP9I/AAAAAAAAAX0/qeWxsMCwU7w/s200/HPIM2316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277976873243197394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt; Beautiful pitcher plant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8kAQw_3mI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NY0n7BO9-K4/s1600-h/20081207_127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8kAQw_3mI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NY0n7BO9-K4/s200/20081207_127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277976875220590178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8j_45tZtI/AAAAAAAAAXs/m3syJrTjSJQ/s1600-h/20081207_134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8j_45tZtI/AAAAAAAAAXs/m3syJrTjSJQ/s200/20081207_134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277976868814677714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8j_tRB6OI/AAAAAAAAAXk/JEIlcbd0V9A/s1600-h/20081207_128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8j_tRB6OI/AAAAAAAAAXk/JEIlcbd0V9A/s200/20081207_128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277976865691265250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we trekked all the way up to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Telok Pandan Kecil&lt;/span&gt; ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8mk2hMePI/AAAAAAAAAYs/O1dMpSw9iwg/s1600-h/20081207_139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8mk2hMePI/AAAAAAAAAYs/O1dMpSw9iwg/s200/20081207_139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277979702853400818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8mkCQoclI/AAAAAAAAAYc/UNDRWpRIzzE/s1600-h/20081207_142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8mkCQoclI/AAAAAAAAAYc/UNDRWpRIzzE/s200/20081207_142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277979688825287250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8mksJ7wOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ocWPWRofYDA/s1600-h/20081207_143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8mksJ7wOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ocWPWRofYDA/s200/20081207_143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277979700071481570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8mj4PFOcI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Hvv0xpo5Sig/s1600-h/20081207_151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8mj4PFOcI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Hvv0xpo5Sig/s200/20081207_151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277979686134430146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8mjjL-v6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ReeNgjgvaoc/s1600-h/20081207_154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8mjjL-v6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ReeNgjgvaoc/s200/20081207_154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277979680484278178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq7Q10qMHI/AAAAAAAAHgw/etUu_9rxZog/s912/IMG_6486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 144px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq7Q10qMHI/AAAAAAAAHgw/etUu_9rxZog/s912/IMG_6486.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq8CnUM0YI/AAAAAAAAHkk/qzEF9kk8-uM/s912/IMG_6517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 142px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq8CnUM0YI/AAAAAAAAHkk/qzEF9kk8-uM/s912/IMG_6517.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq7wdhrtyI/AAAAAAAAHi0/hr12BzBeP68/s912/IMG_6502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 149px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq7wdhrtyI/AAAAAAAAHi0/hr12BzBeP68/s912/IMG_6502.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq81LJLnRI/AAAAAAAAHpc/hbPy3k4gyfA/s912/IMG_6557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 163px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq81LJLnRI/AAAAAAAAHpc/hbPy3k4gyfA/s912/IMG_6557.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq86NCZ_oI/AAAAAAAAHp8/4WaR-0uel4g/s912/IMG_6561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 163px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq86NCZ_oI/AAAAAAAAHp8/4WaR-0uel4g/s912/IMG_6561.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the above 2 pics alot! Coped from Dudley. super nice~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, P said the tide is too high, so we can't take the boat back to Bako so we trekked back..another 3hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8tMpCT5JI/AAAAAAAAAZU/2DtTsc_CQRQ/s1600-h/20081207_158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8tMpCT5JI/AAAAAAAAAZU/2DtTsc_CQRQ/s200/20081207_158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277986983498736786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8tMdH3r9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/4Mr6H2M6GZ8/s1600-h/20081207_159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8tMdH3r9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/4Mr6H2M6GZ8/s200/20081207_159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277986980300828626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner and at night, we saw this bearded pig called Cuthbert!&lt;br /&gt;He's loitering outside our chalet and he eats earthworm. Super funny and it's like char tow (wood head) blur blur one and we took torchlight to shine and disturb him but he just ignores it and continue digging the ground for earthworms. Totally hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq9YZM0-YI/AAAAAAAAHtI/2wC4WSBM1II/s912/IMG_6592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 168px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq9YZM0-YI/AAAAAAAAHtI/2wC4WSBM1II/s912/IMG_6592.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;featuring... Cuthbert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq9triG_WI/AAAAAAAAHv8/aKAkoWFOoYs/s576/IMG_6624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 226px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq9triG_WI/AAAAAAAAHv8/aKAkoWFOoYs/s576/IMG_6624.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq9s_SX2lI/AAAAAAAAHvw/NceFOZ8MVYM/s576/IMG_6620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 226px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STq9s_SX2lI/AAAAAAAAHvw/NceFOZ8MVYM/s576/IMG_6620.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for our Night Trek, and saw lots of interesting things.. Fireflies, Glow in the Dark plants and Fungi.. Learnt how to spot insects at night using the torch. There were certain parts where we had to switch off our torches and i felt like dying because it was so dark we had to hold the person in front to walk. Plus, i've got astig and didn't wore specs. Pitch dark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8tL5W-qjI/AAAAAAAAAZE/tgQ-fOZp_YE/s1600-h/20081207_162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8tL5W-qjI/AAAAAAAAAZE/tgQ-fOZp_YE/s200/20081207_162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277986970700524082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The environment was rather nice to sleep i feel, other than the insects and stuff.. And the water was BROWNNN. Like golden brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to plant our own tree! Pong pong tree. It was named after us too (:&lt;br /&gt;Then, we left Bako and at night, went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sarakraf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8y3oqwR-I/AAAAAAAAAaA/HuTDXjaFjnw/s1600-h/20081207_176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8y3oqwR-I/AAAAAAAAAaA/HuTDXjaFjnw/s200/20081207_176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277993219692447714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8y3AjZV0I/AAAAAAAAAZw/BaB3M2sx7xg/s1600-h/20081207_180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8y3AjZV0I/AAAAAAAAAZw/BaB3M2sx7xg/s200/20081207_180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277993208924165954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8y3NDmAqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zpnVZ1KlgU8/s1600-h/20081207_181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8y3NDmAqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zpnVZ1KlgU8/s200/20081207_181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277993212280439458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8y2yPBy3I/AAAAAAAAAZg/jFpGv45Hb0c/s1600-h/20081207_184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8y2yPBy3I/AAAAAAAAAZg/jFpGv45Hb0c/s200/20081207_184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277993205080640370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over dinner (food was fabulous), our group had a chat with Mr Thomas and found out more about the Iban tribe whom we'll visit the next day! That was when things started to get more exciting. HAHA. and there were internal jokes among us. Mr Thomas is quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt; Checked out of hotel again and travelled to the longhouse! The journey seems like forever..it took us like 4hr plus of bus ride to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Batang Ai&lt;/span&gt; jetty plus 1hr 30mins boat ride up to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Nanga Sumpa &lt;/span&gt;longhouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST81bSYEwxI/AAAAAAAAAao/oc7LQaJD3l8/s1600-h/20081207_202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST81bSYEwxI/AAAAAAAAAao/oc7LQaJD3l8/s200/20081207_202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277996031207064338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST81bN6YrNI/AAAAAAAAAag/dHvf5RDD_7U/s1600-h/20081207_214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST81bN6YrNI/AAAAAAAAAag/dHvf5RDD_7U/s200/20081207_214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277996030008798418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST81a8ZMNiI/AAAAAAAAAaY/OLdv7dXOaCs/s1600-h/20081207_216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST81a8ZMNiI/AAAAAAAAAaY/OLdv7dXOaCs/s200/20081207_216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277996025306166818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST81aRp1C9I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/UDQZJFx5Opg/s1600-h/20081207_227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST81aRp1C9I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/UDQZJFx5Opg/s200/20081207_227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277996013833227218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST81Z879KuI/AAAAAAAAAaI/9zTMQOeRhCc/s1600-h/20081207_231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST81Z879KuI/AAAAAAAAAaI/9zTMQOeRhCc/s200/20081207_231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277996008272112354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the lodge we slept in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST82eO-dqSI/AAAAAAAAAbA/LkCNYcBPmQg/s1600-h/20081207_238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST82eO-dqSI/AAAAAAAAAbA/LkCNYcBPmQg/s200/20081207_238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277997181345573154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST82dyQ7XHI/AAAAAAAAAa4/_XD6umNa-Q8/s1600-h/20081207_234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST82dyQ7XHI/AAAAAAAAAa4/_XD6umNa-Q8/s200/20081207_234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277997173638388850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST82dDm-qiI/AAAAAAAAAaw/nZowtNeOyxU/s1600-h/20081207_237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST82dDm-qiI/AAAAAAAAAaw/nZowtNeOyxU/s200/20081207_237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277997161114413602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally prefer the sleeping conditions in Bako because i'm ok with the brown water but the insects here are much more disgusting and huge. And there were cockroaches.. But i've got to admit, the longhouse part was the highlight of our trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, went over the the longhouse and interacted with the Ibans. Played games and sing songs with the kids(: they were really friendly people! Though there was a slight language barrier, overall it was ok and we were able to communicate. Everyone had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trekking! Our guide is called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Nam&lt;/span&gt; and he's quite cute. While trekking, we crossed this bridge which was built by him. At the side, it says "Nab Bridge" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST85U7TqvjI/AAAAAAAAAbo/85hnwMMPf1A/s1600-h/20081207_260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST85U7TqvjI/AAAAAAAAAbo/85hnwMMPf1A/s200/20081207_260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278000319981862450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST85UvQ0-oI/AAAAAAAAAbg/q9P0epo8dDo/s1600-h/20081207_251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST85UvQ0-oI/AAAAAAAAAbg/q9P0epo8dDo/s200/20081207_251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278000316748724866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST85UlbLnWI/AAAAAAAAAbY/8lMedUuwPMM/s1600-h/20081207_250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST85UlbLnWI/AAAAAAAAAbY/8lMedUuwPMM/s200/20081207_250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278000314107796834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST85T-so1kI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0_Ss745DyB4/s1600-h/20081207_255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST85T-so1kI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0_Ss745DyB4/s200/20081207_255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278000303712032322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt;Rice padi plantation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST85TnsHHJI/AAAAAAAAAbI/yG0jDEswRDI/s1600-h/20081207_266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST85TnsHHJI/AAAAAAAAAbI/yG0jDEswRDI/s200/20081207_266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278000297535806610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt; see, the guide has been to Singapore and did this tattoo! He has been to many many exciting countries too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the trek, we went up stream to the waterfall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST87VpSscAI/AAAAAAAAAcE/MfA5Bs903xM/s1600-h/20081207_263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST87VpSscAI/AAAAAAAAAcE/MfA5Bs903xM/s200/20081207_263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278002531349065730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST87VYS0arI/AAAAAAAAAb8/kMTG5bjItDw/s1600-h/20081207_269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST87VYS0arI/AAAAAAAAAb8/kMTG5bjItDw/s200/20081207_269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278002526786185906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST87UwN9gbI/AAAAAAAAAb0/VGQSbAHNpDc/s1600-h/20081207_268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST87UwN9gbI/AAAAAAAAAb0/VGQSbAHNpDc/s200/20081207_268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278002516028391858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STqyEKPavsI/AAAAAAAAGxc/qcAXmOS8N8Y/s912/IMG_6848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 211px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STqyEKPavsI/AAAAAAAAGxc/qcAXmOS8N8Y/s912/IMG_6848.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STqxgZn735I/AAAAAAAAH_A/tjSBZm8nPc4/s912/IMG_6828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 209px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STqxgZn735I/AAAAAAAAH_A/tjSBZm8nPc4/s912/IMG_6828.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STqyMuu0SmI/AAAAAAAAGyI/vw9gBYTSH1k/s912/IMG_6854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 224px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STqyMuu0SmI/AAAAAAAAGyI/vw9gBYTSH1k/s912/IMG_6854.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STqyfUEZqjI/AAAAAAAAGzY/3zjWba6ekfo/s912/IMG_6865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 224px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yUXzL3q4CYg/STqyfUEZqjI/AAAAAAAAGzY/3zjWba6ekfo/s912/IMG_6865.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was really exciting and after that, we went down to the place where all the rocks carried by the river were deposited and it forms a pebble beach to have our lunch. Our P calls is hard rock cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST89iIUgY-I/AAAAAAAAAcM/Rc9SHhSHUNk/s1600-h/20081207_270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST89iIUgY-I/AAAAAAAAAcM/Rc9SHhSHUNk/s200/20081207_270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278004944859849698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, went to the longhouse again, performed our college dance and watched the Ibans' performance as well!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I've never did college dance so enthusiastically before.&lt;br /&gt;Side track abit, Jia Xin then took a picture of my developed (but slightly on the recovering side) blue black!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9HYKtVSjI/AAAAAAAAAc0/wqcFqbvF47o/s1600-h/20081207_274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9HYKtVSjI/AAAAAAAAAc0/wqcFqbvF47o/s200/20081207_274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278015768818436658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8_d4eYg0I/AAAAAAAAAcs/Zaj6PncMcW4/s1600-h/20081207_273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8_d4eYg0I/AAAAAAAAAcs/Zaj6PncMcW4/s200/20081207_273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278007070910088002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8_dXLAM7I/AAAAAAAAAck/d0LyAF9BQAg/s1600-h/20081207_241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8_dXLAM7I/AAAAAAAAAck/d0LyAF9BQAg/s200/20081207_241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278007061970432946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8_dERSogI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2XRt6AhUelQ/s1600-h/20081207_242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8_dERSogI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2XRt6AhUelQ/s200/20081207_242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278007056896532994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8_c22mFTI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Q64tEQ7dyq4/s1600-h/20081207_244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST8_c22mFTI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Q64tEQ7dyq4/s200/20081207_244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278007053294900530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite an emo farewell! cos we felt sad to part ):&lt;br /&gt;That night, we were all chionging our presentation after lights out. So all the insects were gathering around our laptop cos it was the only source of light. hahah. Madness!!&lt;br /&gt;After that, we didn't bother to bathe and went to bed feeling sticky and sweaty :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Nanga Sumpa and travelled back to Kuching. Long journey againnnnn.. Nothing much on the way, just that we stopped to eat durians. Actually the durians taste quite normal. Like, it wasn't so fantastic that it can't be found in Singapore..&lt;br /&gt;Reached hotel and prepared for our seminar! Rushed like crazy.. But it turned out good and so amazing that we can actually rush out so many things within such a short time&lt;br /&gt;At night, went back to our rooms and we chionged cakes like crazy! Ate dozens of cakes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9JCaNNdlI/AAAAAAAAAdc/A_pS8pjuH2w/s1600-h/20081207_278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9JCaNNdlI/AAAAAAAAAdc/A_pS8pjuH2w/s200/20081207_278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278017594044806738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9JB4KZFgI/AAAAAAAAAdU/jfkfExfYBFo/s1600-h/20081207_280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9JB4KZFgI/AAAAAAAAAdU/jfkfExfYBFo/s200/20081207_280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278017584906180098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9JB23P4-I/AAAAAAAAAdM/D6S99aZgVU4/s1600-h/20081207_283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9JB23P4-I/AAAAAAAAAdM/D6S99aZgVU4/s200/20081207_283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278017584557450210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9JBu4zL2I/AAAAAAAAAdE/olh0s5iv2QU/s1600-h/20081207_285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9JBu4zL2I/AAAAAAAAAdE/olh0s5iv2QU/s200/20081207_285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278017582416473954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt; our fridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9JBMfkb9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/SG86aeHeTY0/s1600-h/20081207_289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9JBMfkb9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/SG86aeHeTY0/s200/20081207_289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278017573183844306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt; havoc in Chermaine's room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was all for the night and next morning, we woke up early to pack..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9Kb_HkVzI/AAAAAAAAAeE/GcRxpIVqOvM/s1600-h/20081207_297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9Kb_HkVzI/AAAAAAAAAeE/GcRxpIVqOvM/s200/20081207_297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278019132961609522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9Kb-sOJFI/AAAAAAAAAd8/wWFsdXjPq0k/s1600-h/20081207_303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9Kb-sOJFI/AAAAAAAAAd8/wWFsdXjPq0k/s200/20081207_303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278019132846908498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9KbfcjyKI/AAAAAAAAAd0/cHaefJiNA_o/s1600-h/20081207_304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9KbfcjyKI/AAAAAAAAAd0/cHaefJiNA_o/s200/20081207_304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278019124459718818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9Ka32gV-I/AAAAAAAAAdk/m7RfRJ9Ylgg/s1600-h/20081207_308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9Ka32gV-I/AAAAAAAAAdk/m7RfRJ9Ylgg/s200/20081207_308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278019113831127010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9KbKe1xfI/AAAAAAAAAds/WHp33wty8Sc/s1600-h/20081207_311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST9KbKe1xfI/AAAAAAAAAds/WHp33wty8Sc/s200/20081207_311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278019118832141810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, checked out and went ... shopping!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_1Gb017QI/AAAAAAAAAew/JXcfJcMJYYc/s1600-h/20081207_315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_1Gb017QI/AAAAAAAAAew/JXcfJcMJYYc/s200/20081207_315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278206779198926082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_1GJu9kjI/AAAAAAAAAeo/4Hss3VJnycc/s1600-h/20081207_316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_1GJu9kjI/AAAAAAAAAeo/4Hss3VJnycc/s200/20081207_316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278206774342423090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_1Ft9DmcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_VeotkJLllg/s1600-h/20081207_319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_1Ft9DmcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_VeotkJLllg/s200/20081207_319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278206766885345730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_1EuCXE1I/AAAAAAAAAeY/pVk1SCQ0DTY/s1600-h/20081207_322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_1EuCXE1I/AAAAAAAAAeY/pVk1SCQ0DTY/s200/20081207_322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278206749727724370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_1EE-iFEI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/oxSfvZPDYMI/s1600-h/20081207_324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_1EE-iFEI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/oxSfvZPDYMI/s200/20081207_324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278206738705814594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was at some bazaar thingg where they sell those traditional stuff. I'm still feeling a lil' heart-itch about not buying the bags. Wonder how is JiaXin feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. We both liked the bags, but it is not worth the price.. so we were looking at each other then i decided. If it's 20bucks, i'll definitely not buy. So, we were tough on ourselves and overcame temptation. Hahah. but sort of regretted it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to a wet market and i bought some salted fish anddried shrimp for mum.&lt;br /&gt;After which, to theSPRING for shopping! There wasn't much to buy though and it was very expensive. There is a shop called CINDY! After shopping, went to airport and back to Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;Our guides, Rives, Patrick and bus driver Uncle Loh(?) were really nice people. And they're so amazed with my hands that Patrick kept asking me if i had secret trainings for it.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. What a fruitful trip! And i'm gonna go back there man. Or maybe next time, go backpacking (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_6fNdJ8rI/AAAAAAAAAfY/jficQgv5rUQ/s1600-h/20081207_325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_6fNdJ8rI/AAAAAAAAAfY/jficQgv5rUQ/s200/20081207_325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278212702396347058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_6dIt4IPI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bV5i0u8njaU/s1600-h/20081207_326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_6dIt4IPI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bV5i0u8njaU/s200/20081207_326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278212666764566770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_6bv6zqZI/AAAAAAAAAfI/NCK-NjRd72g/s1600-h/20081207_330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_6bv6zqZI/AAAAAAAAAfI/NCK-NjRd72g/s200/20081207_330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278212642928044434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_6acAvEyI/AAAAAAAAAfA/hJXJ7jDYen0/s1600-h/20081207_334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_6acAvEyI/AAAAAAAAAfA/hJXJ7jDYen0/s200/20081207_334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278212620404331298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_6Yvx9xBI/AAAAAAAAAe4/gLjhXMsql-s/s1600-h/20081207_332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST_6Yvx9xBI/AAAAAAAAAe4/gLjhXMsql-s/s200/20081207_332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278212591351350290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are still food in Singapore which i miss and can't wait to satisfy my cravings for them:&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcane juice, Oyster omelette, Starbucks toffee nut, prawn noodle from the kopitiam opposite my house, hokkien mee, ban mian!!&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up would be Beijing trip. I'm not excited about it at all and don't intend to pack my stuff until just before i'm leaving house. HAHA! but i'll try my best~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-7534672413002804859?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/7534672413002804859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=7534672413002804859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7534672413002804859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7534672413002804859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2008/12/sarawak.html' title='SARAWAK!!'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/ST4n_nxu7MI/AAAAAAAAAUo/G9YGR9tNR8c/s72-c/20081207_7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-6022577265368420428</id><published>2008-06-24T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T11:15:34.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;  But those who wait on the LORD    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Shall renew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;their&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; strength;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;They shall mount up with wings like eagles,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;They shall run and not be weary,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;They shall walk and not faint.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Isaiah 40:31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I kept having the feeling that there'll be holidays after this week! Because holidays always come after exams :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;WOW! Yesterday was GP and Econs paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I guess GP was amazing because I did not even studied the whole topic on "Sports" (furthermore, we're supposed to study more than 1 topic, like sports and education?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So all I did was to like sort of organise my thoughts with 1 question "Sports is all about money"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And that exact same question came out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It was total ownage. Hope that the content marks would really pull up my language marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Econs was rather bad as there was not enough time and I did not understand what I was writing =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-6022577265368420428?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/6022577265368420428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=6022577265368420428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/6022577265368420428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/6022577265368420428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2008/06/but-those-who-wait-on-lord-shall-renew.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-4805088928779026009</id><published>2008-06-22T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:30:34.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Singapore Sales?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SF47i6n78vI/AAAAAAAAAQE/YiCX-DEh_qY/s1600-h/039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SF47i6n78vI/AAAAAAAAAQE/YiCX-DEh_qY/s200/039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214670889579967218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at J8 this morning and saw something which is quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;The Tori-Q store has a notice which says something like this "Great Singapore Sale! Free Mayonaise with every Bento set purchased"&lt;br /&gt;Then I was laughing to myself&lt;br /&gt;Hahah! What a great discount is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An exciting day today as I rushed home from church to prepare and attend wedding dinner.&lt;br /&gt;The wedding dinner is so far that I spent 25bucks to cab there.&lt;br /&gt;Okie, and it's at a super ulu place but it was such an eye-opener.&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was like.. ultra romantic, the dream-come-to-past kind.&lt;br /&gt;It's the kind of dinner we watch on tv, where people would hang around at the pool side, holding on to their cocktails and mingle around (and there were lots of ang mohs).&lt;br /&gt;Setting, atmosphere and stuff were great (: A new and unforgettable experience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-4805088928779026009?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/4805088928779026009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=4805088928779026009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4805088928779026009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4805088928779026009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-was-at-j8-this-morning-and-saw.html' title='Great Singapore Sales?'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SF47i6n78vI/AAAAAAAAAQE/YiCX-DEh_qY/s72-c/039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-4993462489478494993</id><published>2008-06-16T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:30:35.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Act of Love</title><content type='html'>Wow, the other day when we were playing basketball at Bishan, I witnessed something that really touched me and that scene kept appearing in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just an average day, a rather warm afternoon, at around 4pm. The other half of the court is spoilt, so we were all playing at another half of it. There were 3 groups of people squeezing in half of a basketball court - 2 guys, us, and a man+a lil' boy. (ok, i dont know if they're father and son or grandfather and grandson relationship)&lt;br /&gt;While we were having a mini match, the man and lil' boy were sitting down resting. The boy was wearing a sleeveless top (the kind that kids always wear, with tiny holes one). Then, the man, instead of using the boy's shirt to help the boy wipe his perspiration, he pulled out the corner of his shirt and wiped the boy's perspiration!&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I saw that and I just stood there, watching the man's actions. That was an amazing act =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*below is my not-very-beautiful drawing of how the scene was like (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SF4455XQC5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/e1ngwhxBtPs/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SF4455XQC5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/e1ngwhxBtPs/s200/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214667985843653522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-4993462489478494993?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/4993462489478494993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=4993462489478494993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4993462489478494993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4993462489478494993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2008/06/wow-other-day-when-we-were-playing.html' title='An Act of Love'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/SF4455XQC5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/e1ngwhxBtPs/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-1667012603256954725</id><published>2008-06-13T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:07:48.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;cast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ing all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;your&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; care upon Him, for He &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;cares&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; for you." - 1 Peter 5:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;feeling vexed; lonely; felt like you're alone in this world when you're dying to share something with your good friend, he or she just doesn't pick up your phone call; feeling confused about what to do; uncertainties flooding  your mind; stucked at crossroads; insecure; feel like killing someone right now (?!) ; annoyed, angry, irritated; feel that the whole world owes you a million dollars, yada yada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;cast your cares upon God! and He'll definitely listen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, talking about that, I'm seriously dead! Because I've got chemistry consultation tomorrow and I've not started studying for chemistry, which means that I do not know anything, which means that I don't know what I don't know, which means "what's the point of consultation" ?!&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwww~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-1667012603256954725?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/1667012603256954725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=1667012603256954725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1667012603256954725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1667012603256954725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2008/06/cast-ing-all-your-care-upon-him-for-he.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-3640401509446190250</id><published>2008-06-10T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T02:51:33.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging for some time and I decided to do so!&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are here. so short, so amazing, so power-packed.&lt;br /&gt;kicked off with RedRain'08, then secondary schools camp, Pastor Tan's svc, zone hangout, BMT, Pastor Che Ahn, Pastor Joakim..&lt;br /&gt;Whooo~&lt;br /&gt;Just caught kungfu panda with random people; valcheong, jianfan, ranford, sherlyn. Jianfan has got a lousy sense of humour man. To me, the show isn't funny. The only funny part I remembered was the one whereby the panda said "No charge for attractiveness" That was really hilarious! (:&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I think my big brother is irritating because everytime I'm in his car, he would ask me irritating questions (I shall not mention any, but they're just irritating)&lt;br /&gt;But come to think of it, I really need to thank God for my two brothers man.  They're really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Just recently, my big bro went overseas so he asked if I wanted anything from the DFS and I just mentioned that I wanted a perfume. A week after, he came back and said he din't got anything for me cos it was really expensive at DFS! So I merely forgot about it, anyway, it wasn't a necessity.&lt;br /&gt;A week after he came back, he bought me the perfume! That was really cool becos he went to look for the cheapest possible available.&lt;br /&gt;My 2nd brother is amazing too. I still remembered there was once I had BBQ at ECP, and I didn't want to stayover. At 3am plus, he came over to drive me home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for great brothers!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm still thinking whether I should set up an archive. So people can read about my life in the past and now! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-3640401509446190250?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/3640401509446190250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=3640401509446190250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3640401509446190250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3640401509446190250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2008/06/havent-been-blogging-for-some-time-and.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-3199706607317067163</id><published>2008-04-24T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T00:09:45.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Peter 1:18-19&lt;span id="en-NKJV-30387" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knowing that you were not redeemed with corruptible things, &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; silver or gold, from your aimless conduct &lt;i&gt;received&lt;/i&gt; by tradition from your fathers,&lt;span id="en-NKJV-30388" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;it's so amazing that in God's eyes, we're worth more than silver and gold. so much more worth that He sent his only Son to redeem us =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-3199706607317067163?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/3199706607317067163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=3199706607317067163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3199706607317067163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3199706607317067163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2008/04/1-peter-118-19-knowing-that-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-4186057011356478533</id><published>2008-04-07T15:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:44:24.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait on Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Was listening to the song "I will wait" and this verse came to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40:31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;But those who wait on the LORD Shall renew their strength; They shall mount up with wings like eagles, They shall run and not be weary, They shall walk and not faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was the happiest day of my life for the..... (past few months??)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats seeing a soul coming back to God, worshiping and enjoying God's presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has started for quite some time. It's quite hectic as compared to life slacking in chungcheng! i Miss the fun and nonsense there man.&lt;br /&gt;But there are also great people here. And i've got nice classmates man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. And Jojo and I are blossoming best friends. Sounds cool~&lt;br /&gt;Okie, tata.&lt;br /&gt;Going to do GREAT things man =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-4186057011356478533?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/4186057011356478533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=4186057011356478533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4186057011356478533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4186057011356478533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2008/04/wait-on-him.html' title='Wait on Him'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-600780393798406483</id><published>2008-02-18T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:22:39.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;And He said, “My Presence will go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;with you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; and I will give you rest.”    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;" id="en-NKJV-2489" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Then he said to Him, “If Your Presence does not go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;with us,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; do not bring us up from here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was having qt and praying and that was my cry. Wednesday is gonna be the start of a higher level of education in my life. New environment, new people, new things to face, new problems will arise, new grounds, new devil&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Although still unsure of what school i'm going to, still excited just thinking that i'm gonna step into a new ground.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i only chose 2 schools so not much choices but anw, both are in revival and will still be when i step in. So, it's up to Him! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had quit my part time job but was just thinking how much God has blessed me.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, during the hols, i wanted to get a job to support myself financially and at the same time, does not want a job of high commitment.&lt;br /&gt;Then came across a few which requires much of my time and thus i rejected, however, a job opportunity popped!&lt;br /&gt;Was introduced to work as a telemarketer in this company(shall not disclose) and randomly put under a manager (shall not disclose name too. HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;I've never thought i'd get sucha great manager can.&lt;br /&gt;It was really easy to communicate with him, making job fun. Chat with me over the phone during working hours and taught me how to improve etc.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, I've always been late for work (it's not 5-10mins late), eat while working, slept while working and i request for my pay to be deducted but my manager did not. WOW&lt;br /&gt;of course, pay was good, working environment awesome, ultra flexible, great manager. What else could i ask for?&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for it! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-600780393798406483?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/600780393798406483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=600780393798406483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/600780393798406483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/600780393798406483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-he-said-my-presence-will-go-with.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-7936375740773385929</id><published>2008-02-04T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:34:17.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Wiki-ed on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Martin Luther King, Jr. so powerful. gotta look at his video. credits to &lt;a href="http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/mlkihaveadream.htm"&gt;American Rhetoric&lt;/a&gt;. i've included the transcript for the video too. WHOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PbUtL_0vAJk&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PbUtL_0vAJk&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of     Happiness." It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual.    And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must     forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We cannot walk alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We cannot turn back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels &lt;a id="KonaLink1" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/mlkihaveadream.htm#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 400; position: static; color: rgb(176, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="font-weight: 400; position: static; color: rgb(176, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We     cannot be satisfied as long as the negro's basic mobility is from a     smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as     our children are stripped of their self-hood and robbed of their     dignity by a sign stating: "For Whites Only." We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And     some of you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have a &lt;em&gt;dream&lt;/em&gt; today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have a dream that one day,     &lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;d&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;o&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wn in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of    "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have a &lt;em&gt;dream&lt;/em&gt; today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and     the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This is our hope, and     this is the faith that I go back to the South with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And this will be the day     -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to     sing with new meaning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;blockquote&gt;     &lt;blockquote&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;      My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I       sing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;      Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;      From every mountainside, let freedom ring! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire&lt;a id="KonaLink4" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/mlkihaveadream.htm#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 400; position: static; color: rgb(176, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="font-weight: 400; position: static; color: rgb(176, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of&lt;br /&gt;              Pennsylvania. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                But not only that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;blockquote&gt;     &lt;blockquote&gt;      &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;From every mountainside, let freedom ring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                   &lt;i&gt;Free at last! Free at last!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;                Thank &lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt; Almighty, we are free at last!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-7936375740773385929?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/7936375740773385929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=7936375740773385929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7936375740773385929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7936375740773385929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2008/02/wiki-ed-on-martin-luther-king-jr.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-1401238803038457472</id><published>2008-01-10T14:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:30:35.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/R44WFJUnvUI/AAAAAAAAAPM/I8MlPOtQWNc/s1600-h/4justice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/R44WFJUnvUI/AAAAAAAAAPM/I8MlPOtQWNc/s200/4justice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156082901043363138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/R44WFZUnvVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/RKjD5jCuGYE/s1600-h/3843091003124l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/R44WFZUnvVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/RKjD5jCuGYE/s200/3843091003124l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156082905338330450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/R44WFZUnvWI/AAAAAAAAAPc/yTu9zTeLfDU/s1600-h/36879822613632l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/R44WFZUnvWI/AAAAAAAAAPc/yTu9zTeLfDU/s200/36879822613632l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156082905338330466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/R44WFpUnvXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/0tMdzhVTaYU/s1600-h/CIP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/R44WFpUnvXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/0tMdzhVTaYU/s200/CIP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156082909633297778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/R44WF5UnvYI/AAAAAAAAAPs/k9fgIm7y-bs/s1600-h/1_754988616l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/R44WF5UnvYI/AAAAAAAAAPs/k9fgIm7y-bs/s200/1_754988616l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156082913928265090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo~ finally caught up with kel after sucha long time. haha. yeaa, and realise that students from mixed sch are very different from those from boys' or girls' school.&lt;br /&gt;we gotta confess that we miss chungcheng! absence  makes the heart grows fonder? chungcheng is definitely a great school.. (of course with people like me, makes it better.)&lt;br /&gt;i shall recap on exciting events which happened during my 2years of (havoc) upper sec life.&lt;br /&gt;miss my dmate!&lt;br /&gt;miss sleeping in class and lectures, sms-ing in cls, bending down to pick up phone calls, eating tidbits in cls and on certain days, more sumptuous food such as beehoon or fried rice. LOL! and deskmate would always supply me with biscuits and fruits. copying homework(sometimes even too lazy to copy), koping txtbks from other people, chionging to borrow tie every monday, climbing in to sch thru the backgate cos the main gate is too far. late for flag-raising and thus going straight to class or hide in the toilet (it was a long term thing man..)--&gt;countless pink forms. ohh! and a cute physics tchr came to teach the physics students. made me jealouss..&lt;br /&gt;sec4 life was the exciting one.. the first best thing i could remember was that i used a locker which i didnt pay for! (: hehe.&lt;br /&gt;we had a PAP! pon-assembly-party. every monday we would gather during lunch break to discuss and plan how to escape school. stupid things like climbing wall, walking out like nobody's business or when the security guard is not alert.. calling cab in to drive us out.. ponning almost everything. lessons, lecture, remedials, practical, tests, activities, debrief is our forte.. u name it, we pon it. still remembered one hilarious incident whereby almost the whole cls ponned amaths lecture and some of us hide under the clsrm tables when amaths tchr came to check. next, me being the ultra late person would either dont go to school, sneak in during recess or wait for my bro to drive me to sch. unfortunately, there was once i got caught by mrchua "cindyteo! why are u walking around with ur bag at this hour!" =.= next is slacking at library (library is our favourite hangout place! esp after midyr where people started dropping certain subjects), watching dvds, reading la bi xiao xin. lie and sleep on the sofa (and got scolded for our unglam-ness)&lt;br /&gt;then, to be patriotic citizens, we decided to dye our hair &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; for National Day!&lt;br /&gt;haha. ponned our lesson and went to the boys' toilet to dye. unfortunately, got caught by construction worker, who thought we're having sex or smtg.. and by a nurse who though we're drug trafficking (cos of the gloves) whoo~ then we went ahead to dye our hair and sneaked our way up to library lounge to watch tv while waiting for the dye to be ready, with the help of our corrupted, slacker librarian jy. and we were busy combing our hair with the dye when the librarian came in. after that we just walked out from the library main door and washed our hair. ka-chiaoing tchrs like our dear amaths tchr, form tchr, emaths tchr, geog tchr, hist teacher, and our emo chem tchr are our hobbies..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-1401238803038457472?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/1401238803038457472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=1401238803038457472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1401238803038457472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1401238803038457472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2008/01/whoo-finally-caught-up-with-kel-after.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/R44WFJUnvUI/AAAAAAAAAPM/I8MlPOtQWNc/s72-c/4justice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-5088073128440983222</id><published>2008-01-08T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T01:40:48.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo~ i just watched National Geographic, Amazing Moments&lt;br /&gt;really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;some of the things like people slitting their tongues into half. and the thing is, the tongue, when split into half, u can actually control it! like both slits doesnt need to move up/down tgtr.&lt;br /&gt;and things like.. tribes in Papua New Guinea, they actually cut their bodies and carve their flesh so that when it heals, it looks like crocodile skin (they worship crocodiles if i'm not wrong) and they REALLY look like crocodile skin. a website that i've found regarding the tribes in Papua New Guinea. If i'm not wrong, should be the Yali Tribe&lt;a href="http://www.papuatrekking.com/Mamberamo_river_Papua.html"&gt;(link)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there are things like Pen Hadow, the first man who walk solo and unsupported the 478 miles from the northern coast of Canada to the North pole. Right now, he's involved in some mission which involves in measuring the thickness of the ice caps i think. &lt;a href="http://www.vancoarcticsurvey.com/home.php"&gt; (link) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was reading about Martin Luther King Jr. in wikipedia.. then i did some research.. and i found this website! video + transcript of his speech (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7343522&amp;amp;postID=5088073128440983222"&gt;(link)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had urticaria for the past few days. (actually it lasted for about half a month already =.=)&lt;br /&gt;and it's really terrible man.&lt;br /&gt;the medications alone can kill me. it's so drowsy that after every does i take, i knock out. wasted like tonnes of my time.&lt;br /&gt;and it's so unhealthy.. i gotta exercise man.&lt;br /&gt;worse, the consultation fees. i actually went down tts to see doc as the urticaria was really bad and i couldnt tolerate anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so the consultation is considered private and not under any subsidiary. thus, it cost me a bomb. sadly, the doctor gave me the same kind of medication (which doesnt seem to work)and told me to continue eating it until 2-3months time =.=&lt;br /&gt;waste of time, money, resources!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-5088073128440983222?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/5088073128440983222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=5088073128440983222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/5088073128440983222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/5088073128440983222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2008/01/whoo-i-just-watched-national-geographic.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-5200089129565671218</id><published>2007-12-29T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T00:18:39.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;powerful verse of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isaiah 41:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-18458" class="sup"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;  Fear not, for I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; with you;   &lt;br /&gt;      Be not dismayed, for I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; your God. &lt;br /&gt;      I will strengthen you, &lt;br /&gt;      Yes, I will help you, &lt;br /&gt;      I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-5200089129565671218?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/5200089129565671218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=5200089129565671218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/5200089129565671218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/5200089129565671218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/12/powerful-verse-of-day-isaiah-4110-10.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-4338555553053980897</id><published>2007-12-26T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:30:35.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a long time since i wrote a compo or write stuff?&lt;br /&gt;So i guess it'll be good for me to blog more! In case i lose my language skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog while eating!&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but blog about exciting food which i've just eaten ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Went to this Japanese restaurant at some weird place (i dont know where) i'm not even sure of the restauran'ts name. if i'm not wrong, should be "shan yue" in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, the food wasn't that GREAT, comes in small portion and ultra expensive. but they were really exotic food.&lt;br /&gt;I ate like tonnes of fishes toro, tuna, swordfish, eel, salmon, chicken trough (?) the raw prawn and raw scallow.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. and the most exciting thing is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA!!&lt;br /&gt;Fish Sperm!!! i ate both the fried and the raw one..&lt;br /&gt;didn't take picture of it, but i went to look for it's picture online and here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/R3HqkZUnvTI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zhL0fpXII9U/s1600-h/300524889_fce50e1812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/R3HqkZUnvTI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zhL0fpXII9U/s200/300524889_fce50e1812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148153760054754610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kinda look like brain or stmg.. but it tastes like tofu! a more liquefied version of tofu..&lt;br /&gt;yeaaa. i personally find the raw one better because for the fried one, the outside is crispy and when u bite, everything in side oozes out.. rather disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;but it was exciting!&lt;br /&gt;had some sakae too.. slightly sweet. wasn't very strong for me but the waitress said it's 15% alcohol~ not too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, it was a great place, good ambience.. friendly waitress.. 3 and a half star? but we wont be there the second time.. cos it's not very worth the price =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, i'll try &lt;a href = "http://www.indulgz.com/index.htm"&gt;Indulgz!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-4338555553053980897?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/4338555553053980897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=4338555553053980897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4338555553053980897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4338555553053980897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-long-time-since-i-wrote-compo-or.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/R3HqkZUnvTI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zhL0fpXII9U/s72-c/300524889_fce50e1812.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-1328447926458512849</id><published>2007-12-16T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T01:12:17.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ongpy is really really really really funny!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. prata-ing together was great man..&lt;br /&gt;she's such an amazing person.&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for amazing people in my team!&lt;br /&gt;margaret simposon, polly susan, barbara, nickki arron, and many many more!&lt;br /&gt;and i pray for that i'll be able to see my brother tonight!&lt;br /&gt;and God guide me through this (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-1328447926458512849?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/1328447926458512849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=1328447926458512849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1328447926458512849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1328447926458512849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/12/ongpy-is-really-really-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-2293625258686914916</id><published>2007-12-08T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T23:55:56.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Pastor David Shearer is powwwderrrrrfull~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the same bible passage, verse or story that i've read several times and familiar with can become a whole new revelation from his preaching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;he has got such "undescribable"(?) understanding of the bible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;but it just amazes me and taught me to read the bible and understand it in different perspectives??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;haha. hard for me to explain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;chim-ology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for Christmas. it's exciting like bird (haha. that sounds abit weird)&lt;br /&gt;but anw, i've got a hot date with ah soon on 23rd Dec! venue: CHURCH =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm reaching for Your heart,&lt;br /&gt;You hold my life in Your hands..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-2293625258686914916?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/2293625258686914916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=2293625258686914916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/2293625258686914916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/2293625258686914916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/12/pastor-david-shearer-is.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-8185656081195600166</id><published>2007-12-01T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T01:23:01.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="200" width="220"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zCdZwitrNoY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zCdZwitrNoY&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="220"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-8185656081195600166?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/8185656081195600166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=8185656081195600166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/8185656081195600166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/8185656081195600166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-5446276672080926524</id><published>2007-11-20T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T22:16:01.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="en-NKJV-27509" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Acts 16:31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;So they said, “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and you will be saved, you and your household.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i'm had a true revelation of God through this verse!&lt;br /&gt;thinking back, it's really amazing on how God creates opportunities, (and of course, answering my prayers)for me to sow seeds and reach out to my mum.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Holy Spirit who've guided me, giving me wisdom on when and what to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;right now, i can gladly, happily, confidently, thankfully, gratefully say that "my mum is going to heaven!" and i believe, my WHOLE family will too!&lt;br /&gt;just wanna challenge those whose family aint saved to keep praying, keep fighting.. All things are possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-5446276672080926524?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/5446276672080926524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=5446276672080926524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/5446276672080926524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/5446276672080926524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/11/acts-1631-so-they-said-believe-on-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-3479522915557159766</id><published>2007-11-11T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:50:12.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at the end of the day, this is gonna be my cry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 Timothy 4:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                          I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;persistence, perseverance, prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-3479522915557159766?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/3479522915557159766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=3479522915557159766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3479522915557159766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3479522915557159766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/11/at-end-of-day-this-is-gonna-be-my-cry-2.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-4522758331979389318</id><published>2007-10-28T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:05:49.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;JUST GO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;God's words are so powerful, it's beyond my imagination..&lt;br /&gt;all my prayers didn't only revolve round my, myself and I, my exams.. because i believed He will definitely pull me through it.&lt;br /&gt;of course, He did.&lt;br /&gt;History paper was amazing&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine myself actually doing SEQ first for History.&lt;br /&gt;it was my u-grade subject.. not once have i gotten a double digit.&lt;br /&gt;since sec3? (ohh! i had double digit for prelims. but still failed badly. and badly=f9 haha)&lt;br /&gt;mrs tan was telling us.. "you gotta handle your time well, start with SEQ, then do SBQ"&lt;br /&gt;hahah. for me , i start with SBQ, end with SBQ. reason being: sleep during history lectures.. dont bother bout history.. thinks it's boring---&gt; no content for SEQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. yessh, so my history results had been nonsensical.. (pity students who're born now? they've to study iraq war plus OUR history i guess"&lt;br /&gt;yepp! i had already planned to study Russia, Germany, Fall of Communism (these are spotted HOT topics. it wasn't really safe to study 3 chapters though.)&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i studied Russia and Fall of Communism and had no time for Germany.. so i just went ahead with O's!&lt;br /&gt;hahah. guess what.. Russia came out for SBQ... Fall of Comm for SEQ.. with that, i competed SEQ.. come on man! it's the first SEQ i've ever did. simply cool =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-4522758331979389318?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/4522758331979389318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=4522758331979389318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4522758331979389318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4522758331979389318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-go-no-content-for-seq-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-3225926787027787068</id><published>2007-10-06T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T11:42:13.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;haha. my blog is rotting! so i decided to just post smtg before leaving for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;time with God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;prelims are over! 2weeks plus to O's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;well, my prelim results were rather disgusting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;but teachers said i've made improvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i'm gonna go to a jc even if i get 20points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;hoho. Mj was not bad though(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;so, ytd was the last day of my secondary school life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;but not the whole class turned up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;hahah, it's not surprising.. we're 4Justice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;we're always the class with highest number of absentees daily.. but we're smart people ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;yeaa, so that day we're discussing what hairstyle to spor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;t after o's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;me: i'm gonna dye my hair after O's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ruby: aiya, O's havent even come u already dye already~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;haha. i'm gonna bleach i guess. who0ohoo~ it's gonna be exciting =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-3225926787027787068?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/3225926787027787068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=3225926787027787068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3225926787027787068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3225926787027787068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/10/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-1549452797540053968</id><published>2007-09-06T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T22:51:34.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="en-NKJV-560" class="sup"&gt;Genesis 22:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He said, “Do not lay your hand on the lad, or do anything to him; for now I know that you fear God, since you have not withheld your son, your only &lt;i&gt;son,&lt;/i&gt; from Me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what the Angel said to Abraham, telling him not to sacrifice his son, Isaac.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? God did that too!&lt;br /&gt;He did not withhold His Son, His only Son, Jesus.. from US!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-1549452797540053968?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/1549452797540053968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=1549452797540053968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1549452797540053968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1549452797540053968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/09/genesis-2212-and-he-said-do-not-lay.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-1601014712610158464</id><published>2007-08-20T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:23:45.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Only You can mend the broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And cause the blind to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Erase complete the sinners past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And set the captives free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Only You can take the widows cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And cause her heart to sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Be a Father to the fatherless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Our Savior and our King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yes, only God can do it! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-1601014712610158464?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/1601014712610158464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=1601014712610158464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1601014712610158464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1601014712610158464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/08/only-you-can-mend-broken-heart-and.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-2748923791863292333</id><published>2007-08-03T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T23:05:26.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;to God a heart of flame, to others a heart of love, to myself a heart of steel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-2748923791863292333?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/2748923791863292333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=2748923791863292333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/2748923791863292333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/2748923791863292333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-god-heart-of-flame-to-others-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-1385654950955245820</id><published>2007-08-01T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:30:36.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think my life is EXCITING. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yess, so last weekend was the last service at FTMS&lt;br /&gt;it was sad and i cant bear to leave ):&lt;br /&gt;some pics of last day at hoGc@FTMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RrCYpt2ZNOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/oDjv4hONXE0/s1600-h/_MG_2915last+service.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RrCYpt2ZNOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/oDjv4hONXE0/s200/_MG_2915last+service.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093739021005829346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RrCYrN2ZNPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PqEPKbKaisI/s1600-h/_MG_2916last+service.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RrCYrN2ZNPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PqEPKbKaisI/s200/_MG_2916last+service.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093739046775633138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RrCYt92ZNQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/lPiyRxqJANo/s1600-h/_MG_2923last+service.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RrCYt92ZNQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/lPiyRxqJANo/s200/_MG_2923last+service.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093739094020273410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RrCYv92ZNRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/P9po15lYDpI/s1600-h/_MG_2985last+service.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RrCYv92ZNRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/P9po15lYDpI/s200/_MG_2985last+service.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093739128380011794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before Christ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RrCYxd2ZNSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/lQtDw3ZIRRI/s1600-h/_MG_2987last+service.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RrCYxd2ZNSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/lQtDw3ZIRRI/s200/_MG_2987last+service.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093739154149815586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the first church i step into,&lt;br /&gt;the first church i came to know God...&lt;br /&gt;the first place.. where i experience God&lt;br /&gt;the real family~&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, i used to be an atheist!&lt;br /&gt;haha, my friend once dragged me to use toilet in a church as we're cycling and far from the main road.. but i scolded her and refused to even step onto the territory!&lt;br /&gt;it's really amazing of how God changed people!&lt;br /&gt;indescribable experience..&lt;br /&gt;FTMS was great..&lt;br /&gt;SingPost gonna be greater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the future is AMAZINGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cant wait for all the things that are gonna happen man~&lt;br /&gt;my first FOP is gonna come too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-1385654950955245820?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/1385654950955245820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=1385654950955245820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1385654950955245820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1385654950955245820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-think-my-life-is-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RrCYpt2ZNOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/oDjv4hONXE0/s72-c/_MG_2915last+service.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-6241240873568317387</id><published>2007-07-14T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:30:36.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing bus ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RpjnEYCGmnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/WcRVhhTzz80/s1600-h/07070915440a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RpjnEYCGmnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/WcRVhhTzz80/s200/07070915440a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087069841471740530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RpjnEoCGmoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/HtDSKu9OQT8/s1600-h/0707061641Sa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RpjnEoCGmoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/HtDSKu9OQT8/s200/0707061641Sa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087069845766707842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RpjnEoCGmpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/o431BI4mAyg/s1600-h/0707061638na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RpjnEoCGmpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/o431BI4mAyg/s200/0707061638na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087069845766707858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to blog about this incident!&lt;br /&gt;okay, so yesterday, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;friday morning&lt;/span&gt;, i dragged my feet to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;friday morning&lt;/span&gt; and i'm super tired!&lt;br /&gt;come on, it's the last day of the school for that week. accumulated nights of insufficient sleep, will definitely take effect on friday man!&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is, i was about to be late. the latest possible bus 31 that i can take to school so that i can reach on time would be the 6.48am bus&lt;br /&gt;but that day, i guess i missed it, so i took 26 to kallang to change another bus&lt;br /&gt;(using probability/P&amp;C, i realise there are many ways i can go to school! it's just that the distance is abit far =.=) HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;anw, so i boarded the bus 26, and guess what,&lt;br /&gt;the bus driver greeted "good morning!"&lt;br /&gt;i turned back and see if any one else is boarding the bus with me and thought he knew the passenger.. but to my surprise, it was me he's greeting! so i smiled to him and said good morning too.&lt;br /&gt;woahhh! i suddenly felt so awake. and i took the seat right behind the driver.&lt;br /&gt;after that, i started observing and he actually said good morning to every passenger in the subsequent bus stops! some passengers even smiled and greeted him back. some dao him though.&lt;br /&gt;then i realised, the stop where i boarded, it wasn't like, one stop after the bus exit the interchange and start it's journey! it was around 1/4 of the total journey of the bus..&lt;br /&gt;i can imagine him saying good morning to 1001 bus stops.&lt;br /&gt;the worse thing is, the bus travels from.. Toa Payoh Interchange to Bedok Interchange!&lt;br /&gt;thats it like.. from North(?) to East! half of Singapore?? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;also, driving isn't easy lahh..&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the bus longer than the passengers, (and the seat if not like some leather sofa)&lt;br /&gt;must look out for passengers.. some irritating people press the bell, don't alight&lt;br /&gt;press the bell many many times.. as if the driver is deaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REALLY AMAZING &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;lahh&lt;br /&gt;although it's just "good morning".&lt;br /&gt;2 words, 11 letters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it is the small act which brightens one's day.&lt;br /&gt;great driver.. i shall go find out his name and maybe give some good comments on him =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-6241240873568317387?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/6241240873568317387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=6241240873568317387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/6241240873568317387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/6241240873568317387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/07/amazing-bus-ride.html' title='amazing bus ride'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RpjnEYCGmnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/WcRVhhTzz80/s72-c/07070915440a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-5294948397886672154</id><published>2007-06-23T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T13:08:37.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COCKROACH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think now is the cockroach season lah!&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but blog about cockroaches. it's the most horrible thing one earth..&lt;br /&gt;they've been revolving round my life during this june holidays reason being,&lt;br /&gt;i see them on streets, i see them at home! urghhh. basically everywhere i go i can spot cockroaches luhh&lt;br /&gt;after so many experiences with cockroaches, i think i'm quite sensitive to their presence&lt;br /&gt;haha. i can feel when they're somewhere around me.&lt;br /&gt;they made me ton for nights and gives me panda eyes.&lt;br /&gt;they make me sleep in the living room (because they appear in my room =.=)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i hate flying cockroaches. yucks, they just piss me off&lt;br /&gt;the wings are so big.. and when they fly, they have no sense of direction they just hit the walls like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;the most disgusting thing is when they land on the floor, they're like, standing up..&lt;br /&gt;grrr, hard to explain but it just gives me goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;i've seen transparent cockroaches and it's yucky!&lt;br /&gt;it's outer case is transparent, and u can see it's intestines(?) slightly yellowish.&lt;br /&gt;i did a &lt;a href="http://www.bio.umass.edu/biology/kunkel/cockroach_faq.html#Q52"&gt;research&lt;/a&gt; on them and found out they're albino cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.  rather interesting. even cockroaches have albino disease!&lt;br /&gt;yehh, i've been thinking what are cockroaches for. i mean, they must be here for a purpose right&lt;br /&gt;God didn't create them for fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"Cockroaches as a group are part of the worldwide food web.   They are omnivore scavengers which clean up our environment and help recycle the organic litter that would accumulate if it were not decomposed by organisms which include cockroaches.   Furthermore they serve as food for small mammals, birds, amphibians and lizards.   There are over 3000 species of cockroaches and only 10 species are on the World Health Organization list of human pests.   The other 3000 species are welcome members of the biodiversity on this planet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;okie, this makes me appreciate them slightly more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cockroach blood is not red because they do not use hemoglobin to carry oxygen. In fact their bloodstream is not used to carry oxygen either. They use a system of pipes called tracheae to bring the oxygen and remove carbon dioxide from their tissues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; As a result other factors determine the blood color. Male cockroaches have relatively colorless blood. Larval females have colorless blood. Only adult females which are producing eggs have a slightly orange blood because of the protein vitellogenin which is made in the cockroach liver (its fat body) and transported through the blood to the ovary. This protein like chicken yolk is orange because it carries a carotenoid, which is a vitamin A like molecule needed by embryos to develop normally."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no wonder when my mum used the newpapers to smash the cockroach, this yellowish, pus-like liquid oozes out.&lt;br /&gt;urghhh&lt;br /&gt;haha. do research on cockroaches to know more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-5294948397886672154?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/5294948397886672154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=5294948397886672154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/5294948397886672154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/5294948397886672154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/06/cockroach.html' title='COCKROACH'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-3234884394109628643</id><published>2007-06-01T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:30:37.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm lagging behind my study schedule! last few days have been awesome man.&lt;br /&gt;haha. service had one of my favourite. praise song, Evermore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was walking at toapayoh central and saw this.. haha. they actually moooooove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RmAeU1N78UI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zx8SFJKe6JE/s1600-h/0705182005ia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RmAeU1N78UI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zx8SFJKe6JE/s200/0705182005ia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071086523650928962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and i packed up my table.. it's so neat now! (as compared to before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RmAeVlN78WI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dOY2iDhD3Zo/s1600-h/0705260052La.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RmAeVlN78WI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dOY2iDhD3Zo/s200/0705260052La.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071086536535830882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RmAeWFN78XI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NkRxAUM6B-c/s1600-h/0705260053Da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RmAeWFN78XI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NkRxAUM6B-c/s200/0705260053Da.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071086545125765490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RmAeWFN78YI/AAAAAAAAAGk/QVNTcqssZuc/s1600-h/0705260053Ua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RmAeWFN78YI/AAAAAAAAAGk/QVNTcqssZuc/s200/0705260053Ua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071086545125765506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;took this pic on the way to school.. sky is Red.. Red Rain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RmAkyVN78ZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/0ysuvqrqlkU/s1600-h/0705290640ca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RmAkyVN78ZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/0ysuvqrqlkU/s200/0705290640ca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071093627526836626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my pencil case is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RmAkylN78aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/iUrFc1YWNcg/s1600-h/0705301439la.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RmAkylN78aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/iUrFc1YWNcg/s200/0705301439la.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071093631821803938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was having dinner with my relatives few days ago and i sowed seeds! was sharing some stuff regarding Christianity with my brother and his gf and answering some of their questions.. awesome man..&lt;br /&gt;and i sat on my second bro's bike home. haha. haven't sat on his bike for sucha longggg ime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-3234884394109628643?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/3234884394109628643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=3234884394109628643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3234884394109628643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3234884394109628643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-lagging-behind-my-study-schedule.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RmAeU1N78UI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zx8SFJKe6JE/s72-c/0705182005ia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-1146239400762174275</id><published>2007-05-13T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:30:38.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just el ohhh veeee yeeee. LOVE receiving cards and letters! especially long long ones.&lt;br /&gt;it's such an excitement to receive a letter or card and u just can't wait to rip open the envelope to read what's written but at the same time, u can't bear to destroy the envelope and wants to be gentle.&lt;br /&gt;haha. that's the feeling i get. the letter or card enclosed in the envelope always keeps me in suspense. so i'm here to upload some of my most treasured cards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Rk9L0lN78PI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Sr3sC8lgwlk/s1600-h/from+shina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Rk9L0lN78PI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Sr3sC8lgwlk/s200/from+shina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066351472530944242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Rk9L1FN78RI/AAAAAAAAAFs/9CKud0w1cCQ/s1600-h/from+dominic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Rk9L1FN78RI/AAAAAAAAAFs/9CKud0w1cCQ/s200/from+dominic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066351481120878866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Rk9L1VN78SI/AAAAAAAAAF0/r7zwjy76ysE/s1600-h/from+Pastor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Rk9L1VN78SI/AAAAAAAAAF0/r7zwjy76ysE/s200/from+Pastor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066351485415846178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Rk9L1lN78TI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wVtFnmNKk5o/s1600-h/blurred+all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Rk9L1lN78TI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wVtFnmNKk5o/s200/blurred+all.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066351489710813490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-1146239400762174275?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/1146239400762174275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=1146239400762174275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1146239400762174275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1146239400762174275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-just-el-ohhh-veeee-yeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/Rk9L0lN78PI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Sr3sC8lgwlk/s72-c/from+shina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-8656261183761989113</id><published>2007-05-13T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T11:50:55.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color= #999999&gt;gonna enjoy this weekend! before getting results next week.&lt;br /&gt;haha. terrible horrible vegetable&lt;br /&gt;okie, it's gonna be random as i'll just type what comes to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was ah hwee kor kor's wedding day! (he's my cousin but i call him that since young)&lt;br /&gt;the food was nice, and the exciting thing was the emcee can't speak chinese properly(i guess she's a malaysian) and during the toasting part she actually shouted yam seng louder than the guys. she's like.. enthusiastic, aggressive??&lt;br /&gt;LOL. and shiyun was there too! yeaa, my classmate is also my relative =D&lt;br /&gt;ah leng jiejie and i were the receptionists there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna blog about Pastor Kong's seminar REAL soon. when i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be a busy woman after this. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna chiong and accelerate. watch out!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color= "#FF9933"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:38-39 (NKJV)&lt;br /&gt;38 For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, 39 nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will future or even current problems, persecutions, mockery separate you from Him?&lt;br /&gt;will your relationship with God be affected by your loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;mine won't (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-8656261183761989113?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/8656261183761989113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=8656261183761989113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/8656261183761989113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/8656261183761989113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/05/gonna-enjoy-this-weekend-before-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-4723979023058833869</id><published>2007-05-10T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:59:42.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's an interesting day!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(chronological order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, it's the end of mid years.&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i didn't had time to complete emaths paper. rahhh&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, we went to eat KFC! (after such a long time)&lt;br /&gt;fourthly, i dyed my hair (cos my white hair is coming out) but i think i'm gonna be dead on..saturday?&lt;br /&gt;fifthly, i cooked dinner for my mum today! or rather, 3 people. my mum, my brother and I. okie, it was nice! all the food were cleared. but i accidentally chopped of a little of my flesh cos i was chopping the garlic too fast.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;sixthly, Pastor Kong preached in our church! yes, Pastor Kong, Founder of CHC, one of asia's largest and fastest growing church~ whoooo~ in heart of God church! yesss! sitting in front of him within 20metres of distance is really an ignited moment. haha. i shall blog about the rest another day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-4723979023058833869?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/4723979023058833869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=4723979023058833869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4723979023058833869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/4723979023058833869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-interesting-day-chronological-order.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-8497425748172826509</id><published>2007-05-09T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T00:34:47.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in like, 8-10 hours time, i'm gonna eat with kelly~&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate the end of mid years! *throws graduation hats*&lt;br /&gt;haha, sounds like O's are over but well, exams are disgusting. i mean, i understand the  reason to study but still gotta admit that i'm a human. rahhh&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is, it gives me a bad momentum.. of sleeping early&lt;br /&gt;now i cant even tolerated until 1am and i'll knock out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days have been going to bishan library..&lt;br /&gt;i went to look for recipes and bought food to prepare mothers' day dinner!&lt;br /&gt;it's so exciting to have such a daughter like me. hee^^&lt;br /&gt;gonna cook some asian food cos my mum doesn't like western food or jap or korean etc..&lt;br /&gt;j8 is quite exciting because i always see the whole world there!&lt;br /&gt;seahdarryl is irritating! any girls who marry him would just die lahh. he's a mountain tortoise, especially regarding girls' stuff =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll chiong after midyears. watch me accelerate!&lt;br /&gt;Pst Kong is coming to out church on 10th and 11th&lt;br /&gt;i'm exicited!! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-8497425748172826509?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/8497425748172826509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=8497425748172826509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/8497425748172826509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/8497425748172826509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-like-8-10-hours-time-im-gonna-eat.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-8206599080306793936</id><published>2007-05-04T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:01:39.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;had 4 papers withing these two days.&lt;br /&gt;chem, ss, amaths, ehist&lt;br /&gt;all are difficult!&lt;br /&gt;madness okie~ the chemistry is so crazy that it seemed like i've never studied about them before &lt;br /&gt;amaths was quite disappointing cos i was able to do and understand the previous year's paper but forgot everything at the exam hall =.=&lt;br /&gt;it's okie! 3 more subjects, 5 more papers to go.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with zhiwen,kelly and my relative!(haha, it's hoon)&lt;br /&gt;found out that shiyun is actually my relative few weeks ago. it was my cousin's baby's one month old celebration. (close one. not those distant cousin) hoon's aunty is my cousin! yesh, that's how close we are! my name can appear in her family tree(:&lt;br /&gt;it's great to have a relative in the same class as u.&lt;br /&gt;okie, so we were talking and talking at ajisen(we had lunch there)&lt;br /&gt;guessed what we've covered in that few hours conversation!&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about going JC or Poly. and mrs yee is right. if u want to study law and u're in a Poly, u can never be a lawyer but maybe just a lawyer's assistant? it's always a rank lower.&lt;br /&gt;most job attachments in Poly are sai gang, i mean, hands-on activities are supposed to be for u to learnt the depth of something isnt it? but u dont really learn anything from the job attachment right. zhiwen mentioned that many of the degree holders of those research courses are washing test-tubes. what can one do with a diploma?&lt;br /&gt;then we were talking about animal abuse. there was a video which i had watched before. it was a woman who wore a stiletto and used it to crush a cat's eye and another video was about skinning of the animal. they actually peel off their skin when the animal is alive to get their fur. there were even tears in their eyes. yucks  okie! i cant imagine my skin being peeled while i can feel the pain!&lt;br /&gt;then we takled about abortion. look at silent scream &lt;a href="www.silentscream.org"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! it shows the process of an abortion being carried out. and the fetus seemed to be screaming. yepp, abortion should not be banned but i should be made legal! banned because a life is involved. come on man, u're killing a life! legal because if it is made illegal, people would use dangerous methods to abort the babies. yucks. and can u imagine doctors who do abortion, they're actually the one killing the baby. doctors are supposed to save lives. they kill. &lt;br /&gt;it then somehow linked to technology, how scary would it be in the years to come, when technology is so advanced and the world is so different that i can say "hey, i'm going London for tuition. hey, i'm going Italy to watch a concert tonight. hey, i'm going shopping at Japan later." yes, countries became so close to each other that Japan may become our Orchard Road! we then came to space, the earth..big bang and stuff like that. then they were asking so many questions like how did space came about etc. but well, God created &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; things! ^^ sometimes one may think that incidents which happened in our daily life are just coincidences, i used to think likewise and i was an atheist. but hey, how can everything be so coincidental? well, i've found my answer to it! have you?? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-8206599080306793936?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/8206599080306793936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=8206599080306793936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/8206599080306793936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/8206599080306793936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-gone_04.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-6441447435506107005</id><published>2007-05-04T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:00:23.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;had 4 papers withing these two days.&lt;br /&gt;chem, ss, amaths, ehist&lt;br /&gt;all are difficult!&lt;br /&gt;madness okie~ the chemistry is so crazy that it seemed like i've never studied about them before &lt;br /&gt;amaths was quite disappointing cos i was able to do and understand the previous year's paper but forgot everything at the exam hall =.=&lt;br /&gt;it's okie! 3 more subjects, 5 more papers to go.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with zhiwen,kelly and my relative!(haha, it's hoon)&lt;br /&gt;found out that shiyun is actually my relative few weeks ago. it was my cousin's baby's one month old celebration. (close one. not those distant cousin) hoon's aunty is my cousin! yesh, that's how close we are! my name can appear in her family tree(:&lt;br /&gt;it's great to have a relative in the same class as u.&lt;br /&gt;okie, so we were talking and talking at ajisen(we had lunch there)&lt;br /&gt;guessed what we've covered in that few hours conversation!&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about going JC or Poly. and mrs yee is right. if u want to study law and u're in a Poly, u can never be a lawyer but maybe just a lawyer's assistant? it's always a rank lower.&lt;br /&gt;most job attachments in Poly are sai gang, i mean, hands-on activities are supposed to be for u to learnt the depth of something isnt it? but u dont really learn anything from the job attachment right. zhiwen mentioned that many of the degree holders of those research courses are washing test-tubes. what can one do with a diploma?&lt;br /&gt;then we were talking about animal abuse. there was a video which i had watched before. it was a woman who wore a stiletto and used it to crush a cat's eye and another video was about skinning of the animal. they actually peel off their skin when the animal is alive to get their fur. there were even tears in their eyes. yucks  okie! i cant imagine my skin being peeled while i can feel the pain!&lt;br /&gt;then we takled about abortion. look at silent scream &lt;a href="www.silentscream.org"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! it shows the process of an abortion being carried out. and the fetus seemed to be screaming. yepp, abortion should not be banned but i should be made legal! banned because a life is involved. come on man, u're killing a life! legal because if it is made illegal, people would use dangerous methods to abort the babies. yucks. and can u imagine doctors who do abortion, they're actually the one killing the baby. doctors are supposed to save lives. they kill. &lt;br /&gt;it then somehow linked to technology, how scary would it be in the years to come, when technology is so advanced and the world is so different that i can say "hey, i'm going London for tuition. hey, i'm going Italy to watch a concert tonight. hey, i'm going shopping at Japan later." yes, countries became so close to each other that Japan may become our Orchard Road! we then came to space, the earth..big bang and stuff like that. then they were asking so many questions like how did space came about etc. but well, God created &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; things! ^^ sometimes one may think that incidents which happened in our daily life are just coincidences, i used to think likewise and i was an atheist. but hey, how can everything be so coincidental? well, i've found my answer to it! have you?? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-6441447435506107005?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/6441447435506107005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=6441447435506107005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/6441447435506107005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/6441447435506107005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-7863825867905272716</id><published>2007-04-27T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T22:45:18.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#590319" width="300"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#590319&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1F575B0E.jpeg&amp;c1=&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-630463AC.jpeg&amp;c2=&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_276D3B22.jpeg&amp;c3=&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-4811A17.jpeg&amp;c4=&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-396C1EDE.jpeg&amp;c5=&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1AF7A965.jpeg&amp;c6=&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_71114A35.jpeg&amp;c7=&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_2170B234.jpeg&amp;c8=&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_761F2B14.jpeg&amp;c9=&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_79AFF11D.jpeg&amp;c10=&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2D00D6DF.jpeg&amp;c11=&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5DD0E519.jpeg&amp;c12=&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_791C6076.jpeg&amp;c13=&amp;moodlabel=WILD CAT&amp;lovelabel=HOME SOUL&amp;funlabel=CONQUEROR&amp;habitslabel=HIGH TIME ROLLER&amp;uid=257096-a1cf&amp;srv=iwebcl4" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt; 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(even when i'm not tired. as long as i want to sleep, i CAN sleep!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i dont think ang moh guys are cute. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i bring mirror and comb everywhere i go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i think i'm just a weird person and anything about me is weird. mhmm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with my weirdness... These Are the people who are tagged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rosanne&lt;br /&gt;2. Joo Yu&lt;br /&gt;3. Shina&lt;br /&gt;4. Belinda&lt;br /&gt;5. Kel&lt;br /&gt;6. Tock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-6200986185476524623?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/6200986185476524623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=6200986185476524623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/6200986185476524623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/6200986185476524623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/04/awww-school-is-crap-our-school-system.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-5319207940728479424</id><published>2007-04-14T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T17:51:53.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Husband &amp; Wife</title><content type='html'>i shared this story with deskmate very very long ago. forgot where i got it from but dont know why this story appeared in my mind recently! i somehow got a revelation from it. so i'm gonna share it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man and his wife. This man, he's blind in both eyes. However, his wife has got a pair of healthy, perfect eyes. Thus, one day, his wife love him so much that she  decided to donate one of her eye to him and her reason was "so that we both could have one eye each to see the world"&lt;br /&gt;So, the operation was done, and the man was able to see in one eye and the same goes to his wife.&lt;br /&gt;After a while, the man suddenly wanted to divorce his wife.&lt;br /&gt;And when questioned by his wife what has happened, he replied "I can't stand the sight of u having only one eye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How grateful are you towards God?&lt;br /&gt;Are u gonna thank Him for what He has done for you,&lt;br /&gt;or are u just gonna take the things given by Him without being thankful?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-5319207940728479424?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/5319207940728479424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=5319207940728479424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/5319207940728479424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/5319207940728479424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/04/husband-wife.html' title='Husband &amp; Wife'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-1963319540423228152</id><published>2007-04-04T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T19:55:11.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;the week has been hectic! but it's great cos i'm enjoying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;slowly catching up on amaths, slowly getting back my love for chemistry (i used to love chemistry until i learnt chemistry calculations. the moles and all those crap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;time is never enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i've got a feeling i'll flunk like mad for mid years. hoho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;apparently after march holidays, i have yet to get my engine started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Easter is coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;yeaa, yy, cheryl, melisa and i are very excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i told mrs yee about it and she thinks it's really nice of us =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;can't wait for Easter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;it was last year's Easter that i got saved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i'm sure many will be like me too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;anyway, ytd we're having meeting and minghan talked about multitasking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;then, i received this email~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What you focus on is what you get!&lt;br /&gt;The power of focus is undervalued at the leader's own great peril.&lt;br /&gt;Focus is to an achiever what oxygen is to lungs. It's essential.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else will do.&lt;br /&gt;The thousand and one things stealing your focus must be tamed into second place.&lt;br /&gt;Distraction is possibly the worst enemy the visionary will face.&lt;br /&gt;While you're doing one thing you're not doing another.&lt;br /&gt;If what you're not doing is what you should be doing then what you are doing is distracted futility!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hoho. powerful right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and still remember the Pareto principle that i received from fifi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Pareto principle (also known as the 80-20 rule and the law of the vital few) states that in many things, 80% of the consequences come from 20% of the causes.&lt;br /&gt;Vilfredo Pareto, an Italian economist is credited with it. He observed that 80 percent of the land in England (and every country he subsequently studied) was owned by 20 percent of the population.&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, he and many others observed this rule in action in different spheres. Some examples:&lt;br /&gt;Relationship : Twenty percent of the people you know (friends, colleagues, family) provide you with 80 percent of nurturing support and satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;Business : Twenty percent of customers will account for 80 percent of profit.&lt;br /&gt;Productivity : Twenty percent of your activities will account for 80 percent of your success.&lt;br /&gt;Gardening : Eighty percent of garden peas are produced by 20 percent of the peapods.&lt;br /&gt;How can we put the 80-20 principle to good use?The Pareto principle is great to increase focus. Don't try to do more. Just do more of the right things. For example, out of our many maladaptive behaviors, twenty percent of them will contribute to 80 percent of all our hardship and misery. So working on just these 20 percent can greatly contribute to our personal growth. Time management is another area where the rule can be very effective. If you have a lot of work to do, break it down to specific activities and figure out what twenty percent of the tasks listed contributes to eighty percent of the results you seek. Second, give your maximum concentration to those 20 percent tasks.&lt;br /&gt;So how do you know if you're working on the twenty percent that really matters?&lt;br /&gt;It makes you feel good because you are doing what you always wanted or you know it'll help with your goals.&lt;br /&gt;You are doing the tasks that you'd like to procrastinate, but know that it is essential.&lt;br /&gt;You delegate tasks to others that you aren't good at.&lt;br /&gt;You are doing something that uses your creativity&lt;br /&gt;Hints that you aren't utilising your time effectively:&lt;br /&gt;You are doing things that other people want you to do.&lt;br /&gt;You are doing things that you aren't good at.&lt;br /&gt;You are doing things you don't enjoy doing (provided that it doesn't also contribute to your goals).&lt;br /&gt;You are doing things that always take you a lot of time and energy.&lt;br /&gt;With a little effort, and the application of the 80-20 rule, we can save a lot of our emotional and physical energy to concentrate on stuffs that really matter and enrich our life.&lt;br /&gt;(Please note that the 20% and 80% mentioned above are intended as rough estimates since actual proportions are rarely exactly 20% and 80%. However, it is a very useful rule of thumb to remember the rule.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't try to do many things. Do the RIGHT things!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-1963319540423228152?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/1963319540423228152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=1963319540423228152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1963319540423228152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1963319540423228152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/04/week-has-been-hectic-but-its-great-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-7302580322722214128</id><published>2007-04-01T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T20:47:21.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>美梦之 Kaya Bread</title><content type='html'>aprils' fool!&lt;br /&gt;i got jagged ):&lt;br /&gt;time flies faster than flies!&lt;br /&gt;nono, actually, time moves at a constant speed, just that we're so busy we think that it's speed changes. mhm&lt;br /&gt;anw, i realised it's less than six months to O's!&lt;br /&gt;i'm definitely not prepared.&lt;br /&gt;and daniel chew makes me feel so encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;he has got F9 for his amaths all the way(sounds familiar)&lt;br /&gt;till prelims. and A2 for O's&lt;br /&gt;haha. this tempts me to slack even further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, something exciting happened during SS lecture on friday!&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting beside deskmate and was quite awake at first but felt a little tired when mr soon started to drift away from the topic&lt;br /&gt;eventually i fell asleep luh.&lt;br /&gt;then i dreamt of this KAYA BREAD&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. not butter, jam, or peanut butter.. BUT&lt;br /&gt;KAYA&lt;br /&gt;whooooo~&lt;br /&gt;ok, let me describe the bread&lt;br /&gt;the kaya is green kaya (FYI, there's a kind of brown kaya) then, it's so thick that it's thicker than the bread!&lt;br /&gt;then when i bite the bread, the kaya oozed out.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up after that, feeling hungry and craving for kaya bread!&lt;br /&gt;so i told the whole world about my kaya bread dream. and everyone seemed entertained by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did the mushroom go to the party?&lt;br /&gt;* cos it's a fungi (fun guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did the fungi go to the party?&lt;br /&gt;* cos he wants to meet fungus (fun girls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. credits to BRYAN LAU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ultimate one!&lt;br /&gt;If sweet can talk cos of sweettalk, bread can talk cos of breadtalk,&lt;br /&gt;Then why can't coffee talk?!&lt;br /&gt;* cos Kopitiam~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-7302580322722214128?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/7302580322722214128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=7302580322722214128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7302580322722214128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7302580322722214128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/04/kaya-bread.html' title='美梦之 Kaya Bread'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-3221236789893721042</id><published>2007-03-22T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:30:42.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;realised i haven't been blogging nonsense for quite a long time. here it goes! i'm gonna start bombarding this place wit nonsensical stuff man~ alright, it's the new sch term nd guess what? i made tremendous improvement in my common test results! three cheers and three cheers and three cheers for cindy. hiphip, hurray. hiphip, hurray. hiphip, HOOOORAYY! it wasn't easy okayyyy anyway, justians are really a cool bunch of people. but, there's just smtg very wrong with us. haha. teachers have been complaining, discipline master came in to our class for a few times. bigshots always walk past our class. (and i think our class' common test results were the lousiest) conclusion: super ka chiao lahh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the justian pictures. haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our ugly ezlink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI8KQa1iaI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZaZ3DX3nlX4/s1600-h/07030714247d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044660679512263074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI8KQa1iaI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZaZ3DX3nlX4/s200/07030714247d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm a retard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI7mQa1iVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/JWgd8rM0cR0/s1600-h/07013017235a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044660061036972370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI7mQa1iVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/JWgd8rM0cR0/s200/07013017235a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI7mga1iWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Q28NW4KOp9A/s1600-h/07021216303a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044660065331939682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI7mga1iWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Q28NW4KOp9A/s200/07021216303a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Singapore Bienalle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI7mga1iXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EP7Q71eTytg/s1600-h/3843091003124l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044660065331939698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI7mga1iXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EP7Q71eTytg/s200/3843091003124l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI7mwa1iZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/oHfGBmV4nAc/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044660069626907026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI7mwa1iZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/oHfGBmV4nAc/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't you think so?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI61wa1iQI/AAAAAAAAADM/GrSrXpNMpeY/s1600-h/0703191356ma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044659227813316866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI61wa1iQI/AAAAAAAAADM/GrSrXpNMpeY/s200/0703191356ma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI62Aa1iRI/AAAAAAAAADU/0Upu_nJxb5A/s1600-h/0703191402Ja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044659232108284178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI62Aa1iRI/AAAAAAAAADU/0Upu_nJxb5A/s200/0703191402Ja.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI62Qa1iSI/AAAAAAAAADc/jGtNl4nGy6I/s1600-h/0703191403Oa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044659236403251490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI62Qa1iSI/AAAAAAAAADc/jGtNl4nGy6I/s200/0703191403Oa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI62Qa1iTI/AAAAAAAAADk/4yz98baiVvY/s1600-h/975904896l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044659236403251506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI62Qa1iTI/AAAAAAAAADk/4yz98baiVvY/s200/975904896l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI62ga1iUI/AAAAAAAAADs/ONQWd7oS-BM/s1600-h/07010810528d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044659240698218818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI62ga1iUI/AAAAAAAAADs/ONQWd7oS-BM/s200/07010810528d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kelly's bruise. i've always wanted to press it. so tempting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI5DQa1iLI/AAAAAAAAACk/csgVlAHozbA/s1600-h/0702221523fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044657260718295218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI5DQa1iLI/AAAAAAAAACk/csgVlAHozbA/s200/0702221523fa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI5Dga1iMI/AAAAAAAAACs/h8Isawq-zOM/s1600-h/0702221531ga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044657265013262530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI5Dga1iMI/AAAAAAAAACs/h8Isawq-zOM/s200/0702221531ga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI5Dga1iNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ita-dufUzyU/s1600-h/0702221531Oa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044657265013262546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI5Dga1iNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ita-dufUzyU/s200/0702221531Oa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; was doing some hairstyling in class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI5Dwa1iPI/AAAAAAAAADE/Z7TA7pIsmnY/s1600-h/0702231405Ga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044657269308229874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI5Dwa1iPI/AAAAAAAAADE/Z7TA7pIsmnY/s200/0702231405Ga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;theCNY deco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI4gQa1iGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qEcKkwqt8W8/s1600-h/0702121634ka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044656659422873698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI4gQa1iGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qEcKkwqt8W8/s200/0702121634ka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI4gQa1iHI/AAAAAAAAACE/xGU813ko9sk/s1600-h/0702121634ya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044656659422873714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI4gQa1iHI/AAAAAAAAACE/xGU813ko9sk/s200/0702121634ya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI4gga1iII/AAAAAAAAACM/DJdJRYaouTw/s1600-h/0702121639Ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044656663717841026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI4gga1iII/AAAAAAAAACM/DJdJRYaouTw/s200/0702121639Ea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI4gwa1iJI/AAAAAAAAACU/fkE4WhPYAbw/s1600-h/0702121640Ia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044656668012808338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI4gwa1iJI/AAAAAAAAACU/fkE4WhPYAbw/s200/0702121640Ia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kelly caught sleeping in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI4gwa1iKI/AAAAAAAAACc/UoTPuH2mkvU/s1600-h/0702221214Sa.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044656668012808354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI4gwa1iKI/AAAAAAAAACc/UoTPuH2mkvU/s200/0702221214Sa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; me, deskmate, teng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI4OAa1iCI/AAAAAAAAABc/fd2sanm-eZc/s1600-h/0701231248ja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044656345890261026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI4OAa1iCI/AAAAAAAAABc/fd2sanm-eZc/s200/0701231248ja.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; the justice pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI4OQa1iEI/AAAAAAAAABs/gbpELpnBb6A/s1600-h/0702121632Ia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044656350185228354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI3Mwa1h6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/eZx3xvff5F0/s200/070112135cc5ja.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI3NAa1h7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/yB9Si9tSltk/s1600-h/0701121353Ua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044655229198763954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI3NAa1h7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/yB9Si9tSltk/s200/0701121353Ua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI3NAa1h8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/IDqHcitPhLE/s1600-h/0701121355ja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044655229198763970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI3NAa1h8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/IDqHcitPhLE/s200/0701121355ja.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-3221236789893721042?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/3221236789893721042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=3221236789893721042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3221236789893721042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3221236789893721042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/03/realised-i-havent-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8dgwgWJlzc/RgI8KQa1iaI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZaZ3DX3nlX4/s72-c/07030714247d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-1994789734641154135</id><published>2007-03-10T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T00:48:01.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leonid Padun</title><content type='html'>Inspiring story! pls read. i spent such a long time typing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is a story about this guy called Leonid Padun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Leonid grew up in a large family of mine-workers with a devour mother and a father who was totally opposite. As much as the mother loved the Lord, the father hated Him. Some days the nine children had to go without food because the father had spent all the money on booze. At those times, the mother always prayed and God performed miracles.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That is how Leonid learned to know the Lord. They experienced miracles concerning finances, food and healing. Leonid’s mother’s prayers saved family members and relatives from death when they were seriously ill. On one occasion, Leonid’s brother was having trouble with his hip joint. He was going to have to wear a support belt for several months, according to the doctor. The mother prayed for him for three days and after that he was totally healed! When she took him back to the hospital the pediatrician asked if they were believers. Despite the fact that all talk about God was forbidden, the doctor realized that the only way the boy could have been healed was by an act of God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When Leonid grew older he walked away from God. he knew all the time that God existed, but to his father’s great joy he chose not to serve Him. The father preferred a criminal son to a saved one. As a child, Leonid would be given win by his father – anything to keep him away from Jesus. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When he turned 17, Leonid realized he must make something of his life. He was very anxious and troubled and could find no peace anywhere. Life was just one big depression and totally void of meaning. He visited a Pentecostal church and the sermon he heard was aimed straight at him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The preacher, who was a former criminal, spoke about sin. When the congregation prayed, Leonid got up and went forward, in spite of all the church rules, and interrupted the preacher in the middle of his prayer. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I can’t stand it any longer. I need to repent right now,” he said. But the preacher asked him to wait until he had finished praying. “I can’t wait another minute!” Leonid cried out and then the preacher took him aside to another room. There Leonid confessed all his sins and became a transformed man. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He then spent a lot of time In prayer and Jesus gave him a vision. After that his only desire was to ser Him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was time for Leonid to go for military service and it was a big test of his faith. The communists did not accept believers and Leonid had heard how many Christians died or denied their faith when they joined the army. Some Christians, though, came back even stronger in their faith. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Leonid cried out to God for the secret that would help him survive, but it was not until he personally arrived that he understood what would enable him to overcome. It was not wisdom, or knowledge, or power or even many prayers that would save him; the only thing that would carry him through was a total trust and confidence in God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He then decided from the first day that he would trust in God completely. He preached the Gospel to the soldiers and refused to live the way they did. Before long Leonid had been reported to the commander-in-chief. He was called in to be interrogated and the commander vowed to do all he could to get Leonid deny his faith.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Both the soldiers and the officers were against him. Sometimes soldiers would threaten him with a knife, demanding that he make his choice, but he always held fast to the vision of Jesus. It gave him the strength to stand up for his faith.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After some time, Leonid was put in prison and after 20days in the prison, he lost 10kg, was full of lice and terribly dirty. He had not been able to wash the whole time. But he was in good spirits. He was given an ultimatum: “Renounce your faith and you will go free, otherwise you will have to stay here for seven years.” And to convince him that they were really serious, they called his parents and asked them to speak with him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Earlier on, God had told Leonid that he was not to believe a single word the officers said, so when they came and told him his mother was there, he refused to believe them. He was taken to the commander-in-chief’s office and there, in the midst of the hell he was living through, he saw his mother standing among 30 members of the prison staff. They all eagerly awaited his reaction. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He knew it was a game – a psychological trick. So he held back the tears and prayed inwardly: “God help me! Give me strength so they can see that a Christian is a strong individual,” and he ignored his mother. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He was put in front of her and then they said: “Now you’re seeing each other for the last time. Tell your son to renounce his faith.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Leonid’s only response was: “I al prepared to suffer for Christ, and not only suffer but even die for Him.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then they sent him back to prison, and as he left the room everyone expected him to turn and look back at his mother one last time, but Leonid prayed for strength and walked out without looking back.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From behind he could hear his mother’s loud sobs, which tore at his heart, but he refused to compromise his faith and his mother backed him up in that decision. He was taken back to the prison and preparations were made to keep him locked up for seven years. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was a tough time. Leonid knew the situation was grave, but God was wonderfully close to him during that time, and he had a very special experience of the Lord’s presence. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One day, God touched one of the officers. He could no longer tolerate the intrigue that he was going on against Leonid. So he secretly arranged a meeting in his office between Leonid and his mother. When Leonid saw his mother, he fell to his knees in front of her and wept and wept.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She took pieces of paper out of the waste paper basket and kept crunching them up so that the guards would not hear the weeping. At the same time, she quoted Scripture. When he was taken back to the prison, he had been strengthened and was again ready for the ordeal. But when he got there, a decision had been taken that he would continue his military service instead of remaining in prison.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You are carrying out your military service very well. If all the soldiers were like you we would have nothing to do here. But as soon as your two years are up, you are going straight back to prison,” said the divisional commander. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When the two years were up, all the soldiers were free to go home – all except Leonid. He made no preparations to leave. So, he was very surprised when he was suddenly called to Army HQ and informed: “You may go home today.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He was astounded, but for the first time believed what they had said and went on his way to start packing. He came back ready to leave, but then received a new ultimatum: “renounce your faith and we will let you go home immediately.” All eyes were fixed on him as they awaited his answer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They handed him the document listing all the charges against him and told him he was free. All he had to do was deny Jesus. It was a difficult moment. Leonid had not been home for two years and he had already begun to enjoy the though of going. For a second he hesitated, while inwardly crying out to God: “God help me again,” and God gave him strength.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He handed back the papers. “If these are the conditions, I will stay here. I will serve my prison sentence,” he said and once again picked up his uniform. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For a period of two weeks, he was summoned to HQ on a daily basis, where they tried to persuade him, but every time he declined the offer to go home. He was exhausted. Then he was called up again and told: “Ok, you may go home now,” but this time he did not believe them. He was given his papers and clothes, however, and told to get changed. He did so and a few minutes later he walked out into the streets of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yerevan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; a free man!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His time in prison had changed the soldiers around him. They began to respect him when they saw that his faith was genuine. Not only did he believe, but he was even prepared to suffer for Jesus. They often heard him singing and praising God, and after a while they gave him a guitar. Thanks to Leonid’s time in prison all the soldiers in that division found out that he was a Christian. As a matter of fact, by the time his service had come to an end, all the troops in all the divisions had heard the Gospel.&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;-abstracted from Russia Stole our Hearts, Carl Gustav Steverin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-1994789734641154135?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/1994789734641154135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=1994789734641154135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1994789734641154135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/1994789734641154135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/03/leonid-padun.html' title='Leonid Padun'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-3523217255880110870</id><published>2007-02-19T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T21:08:09.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strongest Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Received this email from minghan. it's touching! please watch the video at the end too =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighty-five times he's pushed his disabled son, Rick, 26.2 miles in&lt;br /&gt;marathons. Eight times he's not only pushed him 26.2 miles in a&lt;br /&gt;wheelchair but also towed him 2.4 miles in a dinghy while swimming and&lt;br /&gt;pedaled him 112 miles in a seat on the handlebars--all in the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dick's also pulled him cross-country skiing, taken him on his back&lt;br /&gt;mountain climbing and once hauled him across the U.S. on a bike. Makes&lt;br /&gt;taking your son bowling look a little lame, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what has Rick  done for his father? Not much--except save his&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love story  began in Winchester, Mass., 43 years ago, when Rick was&lt;br /&gt;strangled by the  umbilical cord during birth, leaving him brain-damaged&lt;br /&gt;and unable to control  his limbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;``He'll be a vegetable the rest of his life;'' Dick says  doctors told&lt;br /&gt;him and his wife, Judy, when Rick was nine months old. ``Put  him in an&lt;br /&gt;institution.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Hoyts weren't buying it. They  noticed the way Rick's eyes&lt;br /&gt;followed them around the room. When Rick was 11  they took him to the&lt;br /&gt;engineering department at Tufts University and asked if  there was&lt;br /&gt;anything to help the by communicate. ``No way,'' Dick says he was&lt;br /&gt;told.``There's nothing going on in his brain.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell him a joke,''  Dick countered. They did. Rick laughed. Turns out a&lt;br /&gt;lot was going on in his  brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rigged up with a computer that allowed him to control the cursor  by&lt;br /&gt;touching a switch with the side of his head, Rick was finally able to&lt;br /&gt;communicate.&lt;br /&gt;First&lt;br /&gt;words? ``Go Bruins!'' And after a high school  classmate was&lt;br /&gt;paralyzed in an accident and the school organized a charity  run for him,&lt;br /&gt;Rick pecked out, ``Dad, I want to do that.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,  right. How was Dick, a self-described ``porker'' who never ran&lt;br /&gt;more than a  mile at a time, going to push his son five miles? Still, he&lt;br /&gt;tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;``Then it was me who was handicapped,'' Dick says. ``I was sore for two&lt;br /&gt;weeks.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day changed Rick's life. ``Dad,'' he typed, ``when we  were&lt;br /&gt;running,it felt like I wasn't disabled anymore!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that  sentence changed Dick's life. He became obsessed with giving&lt;br /&gt;Rick that  feeling as often as he could. He got into such hard-belly&lt;br /&gt;shape that he and  Rick were ready to try the 1979 Boston Marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way,'' Dick was  told by a race official. The Hoyts weren't quite a&lt;br /&gt;single runner, and they  weren't quite a wheelchair competitor. For a few&lt;br /&gt;years Dick and Rick just  joined the massive field&lt;br /&gt;and ran anyway, then&lt;br /&gt;they found a way to get  into the race officially: In 1983 they ran&lt;br /&gt;another marathon so fast they  made the qualifying time for Boston the&lt;br /&gt;following year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then  somebody said, ``Hey, Dick, why not a triathlon?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's a guy who never  learned to swim and hadn't ridden a bike since he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was six going to haul  his 110-pound kid through a triathlon? Still, Dick&lt;br /&gt;tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now  they've done 212 triathlons, including four grueling 15-hour&lt;br /&gt;Ironmans in  Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Dick, why not see how you'd do on your own? ``No way,'' he&lt;br /&gt;says.Dick does it purely for ``the awesome feeling'' he gets seeing Rick&lt;br /&gt;with a cantaloupe smile as they run, swim and ride together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  year, at ages 65 and 43, Dick and Rick finished their 24th Boston&lt;br /&gt;Marathon,  in 5,083rd place out of more than 20,000 starters. Their best&lt;br /&gt;time'? Two  hours, 40 minutes in 1992--only 35 minutes off the world&lt;br /&gt;record, which, in  case you don't keep&lt;br /&gt;track of these things, happens to&lt;br /&gt;be held by a guy  who was not pushing another man in a wheelchair at the&lt;br /&gt;time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`No  question about it,'' Rick types. ``My dad is the Father of the&lt;br /&gt;Century.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dick got something else out of all this too. Two years ago he had a&lt;br /&gt;mild heart attack during a race. Doctors found that one of his arteries&lt;br /&gt;was 95% clogged. ``If you hadn't been in such great shape,'' one doctor&lt;br /&gt;told him, ``you probably would've died 15 years ago.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in a way,  Dick and Rick saved each other's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick, who has his own apartment  (he gets home care)and works in&lt;br /&gt;Boston,and Dick, retired from the military  and living in Holland, Mass.,&lt;br /&gt;always find ways to be together. They give  speeches around the country&lt;br /&gt;and compete in some backbreaking race every  weekend, including this&lt;br /&gt;Father's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, Rick will buy his  dad dinner, but the thing he really wants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to give him is a gift he can  never&lt;br /&gt;buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;``The thing I'd most like,'' Rick types, ``is that my dad  sits in the&lt;br /&gt;chair and I push him once.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol('http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f4B-r8KJhlE');"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f4B-r8KJhlE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-3523217255880110870?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/3523217255880110870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=3523217255880110870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3523217255880110870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/3523217255880110870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/02/strongest-daddy.html' title='Strongest Daddy'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-7194319808429973562</id><published>2007-01-21T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T01:25:43.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BRICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"What was that all about and who are you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just what the heck are you doing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why did you do it?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The young boy was apologetic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Please, mister...please, I'm sorry but I didn't know what else to do,"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; He pleaded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; "I threw the brick because no one else would stop....."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It's my brother, "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; "He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A quick look told him everything was going to be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; "Thank you and may God bless you," &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the grateful child told the stranger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: "Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's our choice to listen or not.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sends you flowers every spring.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sends you a sunrise every morning Face it, friend - He is crazy about you!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow,sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-7194319808429973562?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/7194319808429973562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=7194319808429973562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7194319808429973562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7194319808429973562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/01/brick.html' title='THE BRICK'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-5873411226312980449</id><published>2007-01-07T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T01:09:22.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when God ran</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, i think it was 30th December if I'm not wrong. I was just taking a train, on my way home. Then, randomly, my mp3 played this song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre   style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Almighty God, The Great I Am,&lt;br /&gt;Immovable Rock, Omnipotent, Powerful,&lt;br /&gt;Awesome Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Victorious Warrior, Commanding King of Kings,&lt;br /&gt;Mighty Conqueror and the only time,&lt;br /&gt;The only time I ever saw him run,&lt;br /&gt;Was when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ran to me,&lt;br /&gt;He took me in His arms,&lt;br /&gt;Held my head to His chest,&lt;br /&gt;Said "My son's come home again!"&lt;br /&gt;Lifted my face,&lt;br /&gt;Wiped the tears from my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;With forgiveness in His voice He said&lt;br /&gt;"Son, do you know I still love You?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He caught me By surprise, When God ran...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I left home,&lt;br /&gt;I knew I'd broken His heart.&lt;br /&gt;And I wondered then, if things could ever be the same.&lt;br /&gt;Then one night,&lt;br /&gt;I remembered His love for me.&lt;br /&gt;And down that dusty road, ahead I could see,&lt;br /&gt;It was the only time,&lt;br /&gt;It was the only time I ever saw Him run.&lt;br /&gt;And then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He caught me by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;And He brought me to my knees.&lt;br /&gt;When God ran... I saw Him run to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so ashamed, all alone, and so far away.&lt;br /&gt;But now I know, that He's been waiting for this day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Him run to me,&lt;br /&gt;He took me in His arms,&lt;br /&gt;Held my head to his chest,&lt;br /&gt;Said "My son's come home again!"&lt;br /&gt;Lifted my face,&lt;br /&gt;Wiped the tears from my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;With forgiveness in His voice&lt;br /&gt;I felt his love for me again.&lt;br /&gt;He ran to me,&lt;br /&gt;He took me in His arms,&lt;br /&gt;Held my head to his chest,&lt;br /&gt;Said "My son's come home again!"&lt;br /&gt;Lifted my face,&lt;br /&gt;Wiped the tears from my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;With forgiveness in His voice&lt;br /&gt;He said "Son"&lt;br /&gt;He called me Son.&lt;br /&gt;He said "Son, do you know I still love You?"&lt;br /&gt;He ran to me&lt;br /&gt;And then I ran to Him&lt;br /&gt;When God ran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;God had ran and had reached your doorstep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;He's knocking and waiting for you to open the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Are u still deciding on what to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;He'll always be there waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Make a decision today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Open the door and welcome Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;and look at all the gifts He had carried with Him for you! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre face="arial" size="12px" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-5873411226312980449?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/5873411226312980449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=5873411226312980449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/5873411226312980449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/5873411226312980449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2007/01/that-day-i-think-it-was-30th-december.html' title='when God ran'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-7420208940392064675</id><published>2006-12-10T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T11:07:38.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The FOUR letter word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;mentioning the four letter word, the first thing many can think of must be the one starting with F. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;no no, mine starts with L. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Life!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;yea yea.. wassup about Life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;in the past, if you ask me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"How's life?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;my answer would be the typical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"okay lor","like that lor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"life sucks", "boring arh.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(if u dont belive, u can request to view my past blog posts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;it's super emo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i sounded so angry like i'm gonna kill anybody if i see a weapon in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and it seems like i'm against the whole world =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Life=Love (notice they boh contain four letters o.O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;for those who think the same way as i do in the past, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;life is much more exciting than what you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i never realised that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;until i made this wonderful decision..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Love God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Love Life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Love People.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-7420208940392064675?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/7420208940392064675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=7420208940392064675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7420208940392064675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/7420208940392064675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/12/four-letter-word.html' title='The FOUR letter word'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-115867307444490274</id><published>2006-09-19T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T21:37:54.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;Galatians 2:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;"I have been crucified with Christ; it is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me; and the &lt;em&gt;life&lt;/em&gt; which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;what a wonderful verse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Christ lives in you if you have received Him as your saviour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the things you do will be what He would do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the words you speak will be kind and loving as his words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ask Jesus what's my blood type! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-115867307444490274?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/115867307444490274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=115867307444490274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115867307444490274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115867307444490274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/09/galatians-220-i-have-been-crucified.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-115670121913354796</id><published>2006-08-28T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T01:53:39.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;-Bonbons au Chocolat I-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so long since i've blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;next wk's gna be tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;with tests and projects &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;eoys are approaching..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;time flies~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;it seemed as though i entered sec1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;haha. i'm thinking too much. old already! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;was reading the blog posts that i've posted in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;wow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i realised, i really changed and had grown alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;my behaviour, perspective, and many many things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;God has really transformed me into a greater person (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-115670121913354796?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/115670121913354796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=115670121913354796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115670121913354796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115670121913354796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/08/bonbons-au-chocolat-i-so-long-since.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-115515235171440366</id><published>2006-08-10T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T00:20:46.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;yay.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;happy 41st birthday singapore! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;celebration in school was not too bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but the quiz was rather lame -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ohh, but the interesting thing was, after the celebration there was this friendly match whereby teachers have to form a team with students and play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so, mr teo played! volleyball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;it was fun! (to watch mr teo play) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;heehee. and jamie took some pictures (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/(!)%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/%28%21%29%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/(!)%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/%28%21%29%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/(!)%20001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/%28%21%29%20001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;retarded~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ohh, so they came my house and wanted to bake cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but thr wasn't enough time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so played mahjong and like, blasted the hi-fi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;grrrr. thr was malan, june, deskmate, ivan, bryan, zhanhong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;after that i went to bel's farewell dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so many people were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;okae, i shall end here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/(!)%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-115515235171440366?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/115515235171440366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=115515235171440366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115515235171440366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115515235171440366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-115478717304828579</id><published>2006-08-05T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T22:12:53.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;went for training today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;yay. b'div is back. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ohhh,  i must mention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;mr teo is REALLY cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;HAHA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;okae, so i met my busmate in the morning and took bus to sch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the back gate was locked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we wanted to climb the gate but walked to the DnT side instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and at the DnT side, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the tree blocked our way! so we entered via the maingate  -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and we saw this really cute bird! but it seemed to be injured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;can't fly~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;went to church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;me and tawan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Cindy%20Teo%20and%20Me.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Cindy%20Teo%20and%20Me.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Me%20and%20Cindy%20Teo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Me%20and%20Cindy%20Teo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the pigs family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/The%20Pigs%20Family.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/The%20Pigs%20Family.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20024.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20024.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20023.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20023.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-115478717304828579?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/115478717304828579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=115478717304828579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115478717304828579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115478717304828579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/08/went-for-training-today-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-115470101413018047</id><published>2006-08-04T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T22:16:54.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Teahouse.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Teahouse.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;this is the teahouse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the tea lesson was super cool man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the teahouse is pretty, and the equipments so classy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and we learnt how to make tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;nice nice~ jamie's a good teamaker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/jt%20trend.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/jt%20trend.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;this is justice's latest trend.&lt;br /&gt;the calculator competition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wk was full of ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;but, it was still great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justice won netball intercls against diligence and harmony. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;justians rules! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-115470101413018047?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/115470101413018047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=115470101413018047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115470101413018047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115470101413018047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-teahouse-tea-lesson-was-super.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-115418931130077186</id><published>2006-07-29T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T00:24:26.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/CIMG1748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/CIMG1748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;some pics taken during RHD. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww, some things happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;quite frustrating but, have to make do with it lor.&lt;br /&gt;thr's nothing i can do also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel that sometimes, instead of blaming others or badmouthing others,&lt;br /&gt;why should just put ourselves in others' shoes.&lt;br /&gt;and look at things from a different perspective,&lt;br /&gt;instead of looking at only one side of it.&lt;br /&gt;some things may not be what u think it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess after some time, it would become a cold war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phoooo! many tests coming up nxt wk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/CIMG1747.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/CIMG1747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; anw, mr teo is super hot!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. he's a left handed too! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-115418931130077186?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/115418931130077186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=115418931130077186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115418931130077186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115418931130077186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-pics-taken-during-rhd.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-115366608087467572</id><published>2006-07-23T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T22:48:00.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;school is rather tiring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;or maybe, i'm the one feeling tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sians..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;had been rather busy. hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we're gna have a new english tchr again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;RHD was ssssooo enjoyable.. but was rather exhausting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;justians are a bunch of fun ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;recently, God has performed many miracles in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;many things happened and were miraculously solved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;wednesday, friday night, and saturday morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Praise the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the wkend was great! well spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Heart to Heart with Pastors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i've learnt so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sometimes, when something bad happens, we tend to think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;why? why must it be me? why must it happen to me and not others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;this mindset must be changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;afterall, these may be things that God put into our lives to test us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the worst beginning of the day could be the beginning of the best day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;loving ppl doesn't need a title!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;u don't have to be a captain, a leader to sincerely care and love ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;yupp. when we do a good deed we do it with all our hearts and do not expect anything in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;that's how it applies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;when we do something good, we don't boast to the whole world about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;instead, we keep quiet and do it willingly, with all our hearts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;even though nobody sees it, He sees it.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;yay. thr's &lt;s&gt;bio&lt;/s&gt; physics lesson tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;mr teo! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-115366608087467572?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/115366608087467572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=115366608087467572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115366608087467572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115366608087467572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/07/school-is-rather-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-115331855795864688</id><published>2006-07-19T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T19:42:26.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;okae, here are some pictures taken with justians! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;beautiful~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/TZW005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/TZW005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;THE WHOLE TRAIN STATION IS OURS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Image022.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Image022.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Image020.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Image020.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Image019.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Image019.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Image016.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Image016.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Image017.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Image017.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Image015.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Image015.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/DSCN0754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/DSCN0754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/DSCN0786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/DSCN0786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;thy twins.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/DSCN0788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/DSCN0788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/DSCN0736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/DSCN0736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/DSCN0743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/DSCN0743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/DSCN0744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/DSCN0744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/DSCN0735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/DSCN0735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/DSCN0740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/DSCN0740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-115331855795864688?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/115331855795864688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=115331855795864688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115331855795864688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115331855795864688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/07/okae-here-are-some-pictures-taken-with.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-115288921396294320</id><published>2006-07-14T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T23:25:56.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;have a temporary monitor now.&lt;br /&gt;the viewsonic took so long to repair the spoilt one. so they lent us another 1 instead.&lt;br /&gt;phew~&lt;br /&gt;had olvl chi oral. luckily the question was quite okae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'div got into nationals! three cheers for them! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm,&lt;br /&gt;things are getting more complicated..&lt;br /&gt;i really dno what to do or say already..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it's beyond my limits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40%;"&gt;why cant u ppl just forgive and forget?&lt;br /&gt;why cant u all just put urself in others' shoes?&lt;br /&gt;if u think u're right, reflect on it.&lt;br /&gt;u are not the best. u&lt;br /&gt;are a team.&lt;br /&gt;twelve ppl. anything less or more, it is not a team.&lt;br /&gt;why cant u all show some sportsmanship&lt;br /&gt;and settle personal issues out of court?&lt;br /&gt;pls dun affect others' performance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of team. it reminded me of smtg.&lt;br /&gt;dominic once said that a dream team is one whereby everyone covers each other's weaknesses and build up each other's strength..&lt;br /&gt;yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's flag day.&lt;br /&gt;and thr's zone restructuring!&lt;br /&gt;exciting~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-adios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-115288921396294320?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/115288921396294320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=115288921396294320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115288921396294320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115288921396294320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/07/have-temporary-monitor-now.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-115132540583595716</id><published>2006-06-26T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T21:15:32.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;yay. it's the first day of sch. haha.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much though..i was v alert in class!&lt;br /&gt;i think thr will be a hair check tmr. i'm dead. ):&lt;br /&gt;yupp. this post is gna be exciting!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;ytd's sermon was great.&lt;br /&gt;and i learnt smtg.&lt;br /&gt;so decided to blog about it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae, excel is a v common word. but, what's the meaning of it ?&lt;br /&gt;this is what Pastor said:&lt;br /&gt;ex actually means out. exit, exhale..etc.&lt;br /&gt;el actually means God! Elohim. etc..&lt;br /&gt;that's why when u excel, u let God that is inside come out of u! (:&lt;br /&gt;isn't it cool ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. lots of tests are coming up.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;s&gt;shall&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;must&lt;/b&gt; work hard.. &gt;.&lt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/CCF10262006_00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/CCF10262006_00007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/CCF10262006_00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/CCF10262006_00008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/CCF10262006_00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/CCF10262006_00009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/CCF10262006_00019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/CCF10262006_00019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/CCF10262006_00016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/CCF10262006_00016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/CCF10262006_00015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/CCF10262006_00015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b348/cindyteo32/CCF10262006_00014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b348/cindyteo32/CCF10262006_00014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b348/cindyteo32/CCF10262006_00020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b348/cindyteo32/CCF10262006_00020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b348/cindyteo32/CCF10262006_00017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b348/cindyteo32/CCF10262006_00017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-115132540583595716?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/115132540583595716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=115132540583595716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115132540583595716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115132540583595716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/06/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-115117239211452306</id><published>2006-06-25T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T02:06:32.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/3jt%20peeps.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/3jt%20peeps.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; haha. so this is the jt bbq. organised by michelle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;thks michelle! thks marianne for the pic! thks jamie for ur hp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we look so spastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;anw, just watched germany vs sweden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;wow. exciting game! germany is on fire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;podolski scored two fantastic goals. 4' 12'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;madness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; i think i should go to slp now. since i am quite sick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;anw, i finished homeworK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;no no, finished most of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;those that i didnt do,  no lessons on monday. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i'm so smart huh. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-115117239211452306?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/115117239211452306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=115117239211452306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115117239211452306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115117239211452306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-115046454538769027</id><published>2006-06-16T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T21:29:05.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;red rain is over and they will be back nxt yr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;today is an interesting day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;many many things happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;okae, i shall blog about one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i was about to go home from bugis, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;as usual, i take 133 home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;then, a bus came and i boarded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;after a few stops, i realised the route was different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so i thought 133 changed route.. and i got a seat and relaxed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;BUT, but but but, the bus went to balestier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i knew smtg was wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;then i realised i am on 130 instead of 133.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;HOW BLUR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;luckily i know 130 is going towards ang mo kio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so i went ang mo kio and transfered another bus home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hehe. glad that i am streetwise.. (i guessed so?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;anw, i thought it was rather interesting coz it's the first time it had happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;-adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-115046454538769027?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/115046454538769027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=115046454538769027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/115046454538769027'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b348/cindyteo32/Picture.jpg" width="150" align="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;okae, rather stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;anw, that was a b'dae present from mijie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i wear it everyday since then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;bored! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;too lazy to&lt;/span&gt; do homework also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;random rants~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received so many of these tickle tests. so, went to play with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/51291/tests/emoticon/index.jsp?testname=emoticonogt&amp;resultid=A" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="115" alt="Take this test at Tickle" src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/51291/http://i.emode.com/tests/emoticon/images/smiling_face_s.gif" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emoticon that represents you best is the Smiling Face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/51292/tests/emoticon/index.jsp?testname=emoticonogt&amp;amp;resultid=A" target="_blank"&gt;Which Emoticon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50631/" target="_blank"&gt;Tickle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/51291/tests/fittocommitnew/index.jsp?testname=fittocommitnewogt&amp;resultid=D" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="115" alt="Take this test at Tickle" src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/51291/http://i.emode.com/tests/fittocommitnew/images/what_you_want_s.gif" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fit to commit because you know what you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/51292/tests/fittocommitnew/index.jsp?testname=fittocommitnewogt&amp;amp;resultid=D" target="_blank"&gt;Are You Fit to Commit?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50631/" target="_blank"&gt;Tickle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;still got others.&lt;br /&gt;but they didnt provide me with codes to post it.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. and i'm to lazy to copy paste.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shall post it nxt time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i declare heymath a failure.&lt;br /&gt;amaths e-learning is crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-adios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114965293792635766?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114904261275109551</id><published>2006-05-31T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T10:36:24.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/sae%20cheese(x678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="queen!" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/sae%20cheese%28x678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RESPECT ME;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114904261275109551?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114904261275109551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114904261275109551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114904261275109551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114904261275109551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/05/respect-me-muahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114873443494240481</id><published>2006-05-27T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T00:02:14.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cool! so, the sch term is finally over !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ytd was meet the parents session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;my mum went to see seow peng leng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;as usual, she complained that i always daydream in cls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;say my heart dno fly whr le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;anw, every yr, my form tchr will always complain to my mum that i daydream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sigh. went to play cs after that and bball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;recently, talked to some ppl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and i realised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;some ppl may look so happy and cheerful on the outside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but deep in their hearts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;there may be smtg bothering them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;making them feel afraid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;afraid of telling others about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so they hide from others abt their situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i realised how fortunate i am.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;learn to cherish and love those around u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sometimes, it's really sick to see how ppl treat others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;as in, some ppl may be ur best closest friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the nxt second, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;they say bad things behind ur back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and influence other ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;it does not happen to me lar, but hearing other ppl's story..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i just feel disgusted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;why do these ppl need to backstab?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;why must thr be inner conflicts in a clique?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;some ppl are so nice on the outside but inside, BITCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;split personality? double character?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;fuck. masked dolls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;since thr's a person u really hate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;say it in their faces !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;no need to shoot them from behind right ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;it's not the first time i've heard of such things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;what's the world coming to ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;YAY, and i talked to lipeng too ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;felt so loved after talking to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;peng, i LOVE u too. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114873443494240481?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114839276859571187</id><published>2006-05-23T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:03:35.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;yay, so i've got 28 for l1r5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;not too bad, slight improvement. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i think it's quite gd. muahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;judging on how much i studied.. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the great achievement is an a2 for hcl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;wooohooo~ everybody, pls say i'm smart. HEES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;okaes, so i will be working during the hols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;phew~ at least, thr's a financial support,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so, i must work hard !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;may have to continue after hols though. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;anw, ponned sch and watched poseidon today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;wanted to watch davincicode but obviously, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;our plan failed.. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the stupid cashier.. rahhhhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but no doubt, poseidon is nice!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;worth watching. *claps claps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;after that went to stwilfred for that soccer thinggy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;organised by the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;haiz. but i feel guilty lar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;TATA` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114839276859571187?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114839276859571187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114839276859571187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114839276859571187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114839276859571187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/05/yay-so-ive-got-28-for-l1r5.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114804955177699078</id><published>2006-05-19T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T23:01:22.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;got back all the papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i did badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but, i think it was rather acceptable to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;coz i did not study at all. except for a few subjects which i had interest in ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so, it's wad i deserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;lets start with english! failed paper one and two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;my paper one could have passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;if it wasn't marked by mdm cc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;heard that she is v strict and almost everybody who wrote on that qn failed ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;btw, the qn was: "teachers should not have blog" write about your views.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;smtg like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hcl paper one was amazing! it was the highest mark i've gotten since i entered cch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;69/90 woooo~ but paper two pulled me down.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so in the end my hcl overall was b3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;maths. flunked amaths. pathetic score.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;emaths b4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;pure geog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;f9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ss+ehist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;f9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;humanities is disgusting.. i hate history.i dun see the need to study other country's history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;if we have to study history, study singapore's 1 lar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;social studies is still acceptible. at least i studied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;my ehist got a pathetic single digit score. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;bio b4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;chem a2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i still love my sciences the most. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so my l1r5 is 30..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;heard that btwn 25-34 have to see HODs? and above 35, principal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;HAHA. i think i will have to see the humanities HOD ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;C.M.I -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;holidays are coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i want a job. but i've got no time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and i'm gna study this june holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i &lt;s&gt;want&lt;/s&gt; need to save money !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;spend the holidays WISELY !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;-tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114804955177699078?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114804955177699078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114804955177699078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114804955177699078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114804955177699078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/05/got-back-all-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114747541145689080</id><published>2006-05-13T07:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T07:10:11.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;yay! mid yrs are over !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;upcoming:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DEBRIEF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tata`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114747541145689080?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114747541145689080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114747541145689080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114747541145689080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114747541145689080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/05/yay-mid-yrs-are-over-upcoming-debrief.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114655951708121344</id><published>2006-05-02T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T17:27:29.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;okaes, so i'm a year older ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;yupp, happy 15th. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;went to make my ic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and compo papers are over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;celebrated during the wkends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;peng, laine, ruby, xh, san just popped up at my house without telling me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i knew it when they suddenly changed the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hmph. anw, here are some pics.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20008.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20008.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;cake from them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20011.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20011.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20012.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20012.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20016.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;this is from xh. and she wrote a letter for me too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;which was such a miracle coz she NEVER write letters to anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i should feel honoured huh ? (= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20017.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20017.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so i treated them at suntec ph.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20020.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20020.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;introducing ph's new flavour ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20021.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20021.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20022.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20022.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;that's only part of it.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20023.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20023.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ph would definitely suffer a loss with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;customers like us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20031.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;went pan pac for a night's stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;my mum's colleague had free rooms. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20033.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;night view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20036.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;morning view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20046.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20048.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20047.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20047.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20050.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20050.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20051.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20051.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20053.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/320/Picture%20053.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;an incident happened at suntec ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we went carrefour, then after paying for things, left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but when i passed the censor, it beeped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so the security guard wanted to check my bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;then, my bag has lots of things..like, clothes, underwear,pad, which is.. erm, very embarrassing !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;then he actually asked me if the underwear is new one. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;in the end, the female cashier at the counter checked for me. phew~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;nothing was found inside my bag.. and i dno why the censor sounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;anw, the cashier "decensored" my bag and everything's okae!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;a big thank you to those who wished me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and most importantly, thank god for everything! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114655951708121344?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114655951708121344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114655951708121344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114655951708121344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114655951708121344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/05/okaes-so-im-year-older-yupp-happy-15th.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114573107936334891</id><published>2006-04-23T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T02:39:52.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;time is so insufficient. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;24 hrs a day is never enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;mid yrs are coming.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i think and i hope i will start studying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;at the start of nxt wk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;actually, i've started preparing notes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;yupp, so, lets just wish that all the notes will enter my brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and of course, come out during exam !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;been so busy these few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;especially today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;early in the morning, woke up and went to tp with mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;after that, went home, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;then went to her colleague's house for housewarming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;oh yes, her colleagues said i look like a japanese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i lmao. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;they said i look like my second brother too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;that's good. i dont mind. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;then, went compass point,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;went church to meet isabel for follow-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;afterwards, went suntec to meet brother and his gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;went swimming at the nuss graduate society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the swimming pool is so ulu. and we went to bathe in the male toilet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;LOL. then went for dinner at the soup restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;watched movie at marina sq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;black night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i slept halfway through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;it's the first time i slept during a horror movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;rather stupid.. i don't see anything scary in it. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;there are still many many many things to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i'm a busy woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tata~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114573107936334891?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114573107936334891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114573107936334891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114573107936334891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114573107936334891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/04/time-is-so-insufficient.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114527649022984670</id><published>2006-04-17T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T20:24:41.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love, me</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I read a note my Grandma wrote&lt;br /&gt;Back in 1923&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa kept it in his coat&lt;br /&gt;And he showed it once to me&lt;br /&gt;He said&lt;br /&gt;Boy you might not understand, but a long long time ago&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's daddy didn't like me none&lt;br /&gt;But I loved your Grandma so&lt;br /&gt;We had this crazy plan to meet&lt;br /&gt;And run away together&lt;br /&gt;Get married in the first town we came to and live forever&lt;br /&gt;But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet instead&lt;br /&gt;I found this letter&lt;br /&gt;And this is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get there before I do&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up on me&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you when my chores are through&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I'll be&lt;br /&gt;But i'm not gonna let you down&lt;br /&gt;Darling wait and see&lt;br /&gt;And between now and then&lt;br /&gt;Until I see you again&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you . . .&lt;br /&gt;Love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read those words just hours before&lt;br /&gt;my Grandma passed away&lt;br /&gt;In the doorway of a church&lt;br /&gt;Where me and Grandpa stopped to pray&lt;br /&gt;I know I've never seen him cry&lt;br /&gt;In all my fifteen years&lt;br /&gt;But as he said these words to her&lt;br /&gt;His eyes filled up with tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And between now and then&lt;br /&gt;Until I see you again&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you . . .&lt;br /&gt;Love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; ruby would love this post. hahas. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114527649022984670?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114527649022984670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114527649022984670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114527649022984670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114527649022984670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/04/love-me.html' title='love, me'/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114468142032204209</id><published>2006-04-10T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T23:12:10.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;common tests are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;although i didn't do well, but at least it's better than i expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;LOL, i think i should set higher targets for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;some subjects i scored merely the passing grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and i'm still very happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;but it's good enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;amazingly, i scored quite high for amaths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;madness. i don't even know what i am doing.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;since i only studied for chem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;bio was quite disappointing. the paper was scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;so different compared to our cls tests..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;sighs. anw, still haven't got back geography and ehistory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;failed my social studies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i think i'm gonna flunk all my humanities. woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i shold have gone to hongkong with my brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;there is like, only 3 days of sch this wk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;plus sports day and good friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;grrrr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i sort of regretted taking part in sports' meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the jersey is like.. errr. disgusting ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and worst, this yr's 20x100 is a mixed event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;have to form a team with ppl form the other schs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;so disappointing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;next yr i shall take part in all the field events. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and deskmate will be my cheerleader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i'm crazy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i think i am really crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;geral thinks i am crazy too !  ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114468142032204209?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114468142032204209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114468142032204209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114468142032204209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114468142032204209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/04/common-tests-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114242821297676426</id><published>2006-03-15T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T21:13:43.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;came across this which i thought was quite meaningful.. so i shall post it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Five (5) lessons to make you think about the way we treat people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;1 - First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;During my second month of college, our professor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and had breezed through the questions until I read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the last one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;cleaning woman several times. She was tall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;handed in my paper, leaving the last question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the last question would count toward our quiz grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Absolutely," said the professor. "In your careers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;you will meet many people. All are significant. They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;deserve your attention and care, even if all you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;is smile and say "hello."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;name was Dorothy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;2. - Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;One night, at11:30 p.m., an older African American&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;trying to endure a lashing rainstorm. Her car had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;broken down and she desperately needed a ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;A young white man stopped to help her, generally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s. The man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;took her to safety, helped her get assistance, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;put her into a taxicab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;address and thanked him. Seven days went by and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;special note was attached..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the other night. The rain drenched not only my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;husband's bedside just before he passed away... God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;others."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Mrs. Nat King Cole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;3 - Third Important Lesson - Always remember those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;who serve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;front of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The little boy pulled is hand out of his pocket and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;studied the coins in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;By now more people were waiting for a table and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;waitress was growing impatient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The little boy again counted his coins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the table and walked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;away. The boy finished the ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;were two nickels and five pennies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;to have enough left to leave her a tip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;4 - Fourth Important Lesson. - The obstacle in Our Path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;anything about getting the stone out of the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Then a peasant came along carrying a load of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;stone to the side of the road. After much pushing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and straining, he finally succeeded. After the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;a purse lying in the road where the boulder had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;from the King indicating that the gold was for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;peasant learned what many of us never understand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;our condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;was suffering from a rare &amp; serious disease. Her only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;chance of recovery appeared to be a blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;miraculously survived the same disease and had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;developed the antibodies needed to combat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;illness. The doctor explained the situation to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;little brother, and asked the little boy if he would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;be willing to give his blood to his sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it if it will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;save her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;seeing the color returning to her cheek. Then his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;face grew pale and his smile faded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;He looked up at the doctor and asked with a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;sister all of his blood in order to save her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;credits to- dawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114242821297676426?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114242821297676426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114242821297676426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114242821297676426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114242821297676426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/03/came-across-this-which-i-thought-was.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114242366363435676</id><published>2006-03-15T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T19:54:23.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! new template. quite plain though.&lt;br /&gt;pictures! thks to michelle, marianne, phong, lipeng. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;fine: $0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/Picture%20001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; pool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/Picture%20031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/Picture%20027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;    i looked retarded!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20026.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/Picture%20026.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/Picture%20017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/Picture%20009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;  the snake we encountered while cycling at ecp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/Picture%20002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/Picture%20003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Picture%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/Picture%20005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;merry-go-round. surprisingly, ruby can fit into the chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/24306281949381l.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/24306281949381l.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3jt peeps! the "seow" ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/neops3jt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/neops3jt2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/neops3jt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/neops3jt1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/neops3jt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/neops3jt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;fish&amp;co. theglasshouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/fish%20n%20co.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/fish%20n%20co.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; some spastic pics of me and phong after trng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Ruby%20jie%20n%20cin%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/Ruby%20jie%20n%20cin%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Err.%20Ok.%20U%20noe%20hu%20dey%20r%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/Err.%20Ok.%20U%20noe%20hu%20dey%20r%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Dem%20again%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/Dem%20again%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/1600/Them%20once%20more%21_edited.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4153/447/200/Them%20once%20more%21_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114242366363435676?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114242366363435676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114242366363435676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114242366363435676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114242366363435676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/03/yay-new-template.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114208054494223753</id><published>2006-03-11T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T12:18:42.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;okae, so my brother came back on thursday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he became so tannned. like charcoal. it's  really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;BLACK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;no joke.&lt;br /&gt;and he is so lame lar, the first thing he said is sawadikhab. (i dno how to spell it)&lt;br /&gt;-.-'" then, he bought some thai cds. lame...as if he understands.&lt;br /&gt;but must admit, he did learnt some thai language thr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was the last day of the term. thr was nothing much except for the amaths test.&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i can pass it. but with a lil' bit of luck, maybe can =P&lt;br /&gt;holidays mean nothing to me. still have to go back sch, still got hmwk and many things to do..&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, study for ct!&lt;br /&gt;haiz, i can actually to go hongkong this april for abt a wk with big bro and his gf.&lt;br /&gt;but looking at my results so far,  i doubt i can cope with it if i skipped sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning went to east coast with zhiwen, michelle, shiyun, estelli.&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to meet them at 7.30&lt;br /&gt;but michelle called me at 7.45 and i was still slping!&lt;br /&gt;forgot to set alarm..&lt;br /&gt;then i jumped out of bed and rushed thr..&lt;br /&gt;haha, got scolded my mum. she said i meet i ppl then i still slping. then in the end she sponsored me money to take cab. wow, miracle.&lt;br /&gt;luckily estelli was later than me..&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to ecp, rented bikes then cycled all the way till changi thr.&lt;br /&gt;so tired.. butts very pain.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then we went bedok and meet emily to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went kallang for the 3on3 bball match.&lt;br /&gt;me elaine and layteng a grp. played 4matches today. 2won 2draw.&lt;br /&gt;then me and laine were the top scorers for the freethrow thinggy!&lt;br /&gt;hi5 deskmate!!! we rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae, shall do some photoblogging sometime nxt wk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~TATA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114208054494223753?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114208054494223753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114208054494223753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114208054494223753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114208054494223753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/03/okae-so-my-brother-came-back-on.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114173412761879622</id><published>2006-03-07T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T21:14:45.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;yay! brother is coming back in two days time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;nvr see him for more than 2 months already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;with him around, i have a "maths tutor" heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;anw, our sch bboys won tampines ytd with a scor of 74-50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;this thursday playing against ahs. its gna be a nice game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;hope to watch them play with other schs. ri, cat high, serangoon garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;phew..things are getting so tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;common test will de delayed by a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;anw, sch is still fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;with jt peeps, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;my dear deskmate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the bballers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;went to singpost for lunch with phong,xh,jenna and mydear tedious runmate today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;laughed and laughed. LOL&lt;br /&gt;we were passing around our newly-taken passport size photo.&lt;br /&gt;thank god mine was quite okae. i think i will use it as my ic photo already. maybe they wont allow? xh said  ic photo can't reveal ur teeth.  and my fringe is touching eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;but, no point wasting money on taking so many photos. hope they can accept it.&lt;br /&gt;so, we were laughing at each other's photo.&lt;br /&gt;huisan's photo was the funniest. she has got that "u diao me for wad? na li bu shuang" expression.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! and jenna said she looked like a wanted criminal.&lt;br /&gt;then, i was made to reveal my ezlink card. ):&lt;br /&gt;my ezlink card picture had always been a joke.&lt;br /&gt;they have seen it for dunnoe how many times and still can laugh at it!&lt;br /&gt;ppl who sees it and dint laugh, i thank you.&lt;br /&gt;fine, so this time round. ic should have a nicer photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;then jenna asked this qn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;one day u were bathing halfway, then someone opened the door. where will u cover first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;huisan said turn around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"ur ass can still be seen lar!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;we were all laughing at the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and guess wad my answer was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"cover on top then close ur legs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;haha, stupid right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;then jenna said" i will cover that person's eyes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-.-'" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;rofle. anw, after that we just walked around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;haha, we went to ntuc and looked at pads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;one day we shall debate which pad is the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;coz almost everyone of them uses the same brand except for me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;anyone who is using the same brand as me wna be allies with me ? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;YES, geral, if u're reading this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;haha. i know what brand u use okae! (if u nvr change)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking with 2hm peeps just now.&lt;br /&gt;they are still as horny as ever&lt;br /&gt;i miss 2hm'05 !&lt;br /&gt;the most notorious cls..&lt;br /&gt;the lamest cls.&lt;br /&gt;the cls which most tchrs enjoy teaching in! (:&lt;br /&gt;the noisiest cls.&lt;br /&gt;the horniest cls..&lt;br /&gt;the most steady pom pee pee cls!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;today's 7th march..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MICHELLE's  BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BITHDAY MICH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my big bro's birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-tata~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114173412761879622?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114173412761879622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114173412761879622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114173412761879622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114173412761879622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/03/yay-brother-is-coming-back-in-two-days.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114139524783694349</id><published>2006-03-03T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T22:14:07.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i think i'm gonna suffer this common test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;my results are a piece of shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i'm starting to feel scared lar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;my class de ppl seems v hardworking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;last time in harmony, everybody was slacking all the way and i don't have to worry that my results suck, i'm the lousiest in class, or whatever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;coz when i'm lousy, or me and jingya are lousy, thr will always be ppl on the same boat as us.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;jingya is feeling the same as me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;sec3 life is so stressed. or maybe it's not. just that we are too slack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;but the fact is, we cant seem to do well!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;not that we never studied or wad. but it just turned out like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;when i'm trying hard to get myself to be interested in a subject,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;those freaking tchrs spoil my mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;f. i dont wna retain. i dont wna get a bloody b for olvl chi this yr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;today is very suay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i failed the damn amaths RETEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;yes, retest. i faied the actual test and sat for the retest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and i flunked it once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;my emaths was more pathetic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;FINE, anw, i just shut down during lessson today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i want ambert to teach me maths! LOL. mr khoo rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the stylo milo tchr. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;haiz, anw, spl rocks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i am so so honoured that seowpengleng is our form tchr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;shes freaking nice. and i can talk to her just like talking to a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;anw, hope i can spend my time well during the holidays.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114139524783694349?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114139524783694349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114139524783694349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114139524783694349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114139524783694349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-think-im-gonna-suffer-this-common.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114130520133127956</id><published>2006-03-02T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T21:13:21.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;oh yes. i'm back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;my com is working now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;okae, it's formatted. so, all the files are gone. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;my precious songs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;haiz, anyway, school is so stressful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;grrrrrs. test and test, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;wad else? common test is coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;and even worse, projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;just received another 1 today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;bio project. and i'm grouping with 2 slackers. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;sort of regretted to be in the same grp as ivan and aaron. sheeesh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;anyway, went to watch i not stupid too today. with the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;eh, no.. should be with sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;yupp, we went carrefour and smuggled tidbits in. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;and after that went to meet my second bro's gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;she passed me some things to bring home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;so, tgtr with jt ppl, walked to bugis and ate.  (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;-tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114130520133127956?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114130520133127956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114130520133127956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114130520133127956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114130520133127956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114084431667414711</id><published>2006-02-25T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T13:11:56.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one night a guy &amp; a girl were driving home from the movies.&lt;br /&gt;the boy sensed there was something wrong because of the painful silence they shared between them that night.&lt;br /&gt;the girl then asked the boy to pull over because she wanted to talk.&lt;br /&gt;she told him that her feelings had changed &amp;amp; that it was time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;a silent tear slid down his cheek as he slowly reached into his pocket &amp; passed her a folded note.&lt;br /&gt;at that moment, a drunk driver was speeding down that very same street.&lt;br /&gt;he swerved right into the drivers seat, killing the boy.&lt;br /&gt;miraculously, the girl survived.&lt;br /&gt;remembering the note, she pulled it out &amp;amp; read it.&lt;br /&gt;"without your love, i would die."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114084431667414711?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114084431667414711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114084431667414711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114084431667414711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114084431667414711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-night-guy-read-it.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114033334156862470</id><published>2006-02-19T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T15:15:41.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;TRUELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;MADLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;DEEPLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114033334156862470?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114033334156862470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114033334156862470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114033334156862470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114033334156862470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/02/truely-madly-deeply.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-114009072585334340</id><published>2006-02-16T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T19:53:44.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;com's not working..&lt;br /&gt;my brother's  product..&lt;br /&gt;hope he repairs it.. grrr&lt;br /&gt;it will be so troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;i have to use use com at ruby's hse.. kim's hse.. -.-'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentines' day is so so nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;happy valentines' day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-114009072585334340?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/114009072585334340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=114009072585334340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114009072585334340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/114009072585334340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/02/coms-not-working.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7343522.post-113880320903199355</id><published>2006-02-01T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T22:36:21.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;2nd bro went to thailand today..&lt;br /&gt;went thr to work..&lt;br /&gt;6wks okae, cant c him for about 2 months ?&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;congratulate me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i lost weight and excelled in my bio test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;not bad huh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;went to ccab watch match after sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;sa vs guangyang. sa won. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ate prata at the prata cafe, played a lil' bball and returned home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;din't want to stay longer though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;walked to jackson at night for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;big bro treat..went thr with him, his gf..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;we ate chilli crabs, one male one female.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;dua tau.( some kind of shells)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;you tiao.(not those yu char kuay..it contains fish inside)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and the fried man tou..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the fried man tou looks so cute! and tastes nice too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i ate so many pieces of that crab..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;actually, i dun really lyk it coz it was troublesome and dirty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;but, who cares.. haha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the pincers n legs rocks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;whooohoo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;sinful.. sinful.. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;damned, nxt wk is stressful kae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;4 out of 5 days we have test..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and part of the sch system says that maximum 3 tests per wk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;my fking amaths tchr said that the notice board only stated 2 tests nxt wk, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;so amaths test would remain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;screw her.. urgh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;* my greatest regret; unable to show you my test paper. sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7343522-113880320903199355?l=drunkened.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/feeds/113880320903199355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7343522&amp;postID=113880320903199355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/113880320903199355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7343522/posts/default/113880320903199355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drunkened.blogspot.com/2006/02/2nd-bro-went-to-thailand-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~c!nD￥~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10355426851605084322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/752075/logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
